The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Will you let us go if I drink it?” Nicole asked. Her face was inscrutable as she tried to hide her sadness.

Wyatt was stunned. He didn’t expect that Nicole would agree to his request.

“I keep my words,” he said with a stern voice. “I’m not like someone who tells lies.”

He stared at Nicole pointedly, as if accusing her of not being honest with him.

But Nicole didn’t seem to care. After getting the answer, she walked over to Wyatt, grabbed the glass in his hand, and drank up all its contents.

“Mr. Todd, I’ve emptied your glass. Can I leave now?”

Nicole tried to look calm. In reality, her stomach was churning.

She had a sensitive stomach. There were food and drinks that would irritate her tummy. She had juice earlier with Eli and Wyatt gave her a pretty strong drink.

Wyatt looked at Nicole with a complicated expression on his face. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Just then a group of people came up to them.

The producer took one look at Nicole and he knew at once that something might be off with her. “Are you feeling okay?” he asked with concern in his voice.

“Oh… yes, I am,” Nicole said with a thin smile. She then turned her head sideways to introduce Wyatt to the producer. “This is Mr. Todd. He said he wanted to invite everyone to drink, so you can order whatever you want to drink.”

The producer raised his eyebrows in surprise. “So you’re Mr. Todd! I’ve heard a lot about you. Our crew is having a party here today. I didn’t expect you to come here.” He then raised his glass and said, “On behalf of everyone in the crew, I’d like to propose a toast to you!”

crew members behind

about it at all. He just stared at Nicole

she wasn’t alone on a

felt guilty about what he had thought of her. He grabbed

on her forehead. She almost keeled over. Covering her mouth,

Damn it!

abdominal pain again. It must be because

himself for causing the upset stomach. At the same time, he was worried

restroom door open and went straight

juices with mushed-up, half-digested food. A

a little better after throwing up. She turned on the faucet and rinsed her mouth

to straighten herself and struggled to walk towards the door to get out of the restroom. Stepping out, she

Who the hell are you to bump

tattoos on his arms. He cursed after turning around

hooligans around him also stared at her

“I’m sorry.”

a bit woozy, tried to

grabbed

look at who I bumped

“Oh, yes! It’s Nicole!”

hooligans’ eyes lit up and