The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Since the accident on the racetrack, Maurice had been worried about Eliana’s physical state.

Although Eliana managed to calm the horse down, it still had run around wildly, and it might have inflicted internal injuries on her. Considering this, Maurice elected to call a doctor over.

After a series of careful examination, the doctor told Eliana, “You’re doing okay, Miss Pierce, but you should get a good sleep tonight.”

Hearing the doctor’s diagnosis, Eliana breathed a sigh of relief.

“You should go back to your room and relax then,” Harriet said with concern in her eyes. “It was all my uncle’s fault. I would like to apologize to you on his behalf.”

Harriet’s words grossed Eliana out. Eliana really found it difficult to appreciate the concern from Harriet.

She felt that every word that came out of her mouth masked an ulterior motive.

“What a pity. Mr. Moran has prepared a fancy dinner tonight. You’re going to have to miss it.”

Hearing the words “fancy dinner”, Eliana raised her head, her eyes lighting up in an instant.

After what happened in the racetrack, Eliana was hungry. She started, “Uh… Can you ask the waiter to send some food to my room?”

Amused by Eliana’s request, Maurice couldn’t help chuckling.

accident, and all you can think about is food? It seems you are really

and replied, “Well, I’m starving, and I need to eat. I didn’t ask you to bring me the

occurred to her that he paid for the food. After all, the Moran Group owned

and replied, “Well, I didn’t say that you couldn’t eat

two of them chatted as if no one else was around, which pissed Harriet off. She cleared her throat loudly and interrupted them, “In that case, I’ll ask someone

will be great.

Eliana was satisfied now.

the manor, Maurice held a banquet at the restaurant to which he invited

you, Mr. Jenkins. Will you please

tone, he still treated Corbin as if he was a

the Stone family and the Moran family, Corbin decided

his red wine slowly. He seemed calm, but there was a hint

he was getting angrier and angrier, Harriet

reminded Kelvin in a low voice. “Uncle Kelvin, Mr. Jenkins is Mr. Moran’s assistant. You

He’s merely an assistant. What does it matter? Will Maurice fall out with me because

could do now. She began getting

person

“Mr. Moran. You’re here.”

walked over with her