The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Someone informed Gerald about the police paying Corbin a visit regarding Hodge’s accident.

“Great! Corbin is Maurice’s confidant. If something goes wrong, Maurice could be implicated. That’s fantastic!”

Gerald smiled evilly as he sat in his office chair.

His eyes were gloomy as he touched the bruises on his neck. He finally got his revenge on Maurice this time.

“Boss, what if Maurice betrays Corbin and blames him for the accident?” Sean Weston, his secretary, reminded him.

Gerald sneered and replied, “My nephew looks cold and ruthless, but in fact, he cares the most about personal feelings. That is his fatal weakness.”

“That’s right! People who do great things do not bother about futile things. You can accomplish great things, boss. Your greatest strength is that you do not let yourself be controlled by emotions. You have no weaknesses at all.” Sean kept flattering his boss.

Suddenly, Gerald’s smile froze.

Was his secretary praising him?

He glared at Sean, and Sean snapped back to reality. “I didn’t mean that, boss. Please let me explain.”

“Forget it. This conversation is over. I’d like to see how Maurice can get out of this predicament.”

Gerald then stood up and fixed his sleeves.

“Let’s go back and see if we can find anything interesting.”

Sean let out a sigh of relief and followed Gerald out of the office.

underground parking garage.

pushed Sean beside him

“Ah!”

the way to block the car, closed his eyes and screamed in

then the Bentley screeched to

critical moment of life and death

other hand, Gerald didn’t care about his secretary at all. He ran towards the exit without looking

was clearly the

maneuvered the car to follow

“Damn it! Help!”

of his wits. He dashed around the parking lot like a madman until he

to the floor

just as he

eyes due to the bright

of the car, holding a long iron stick. The stick

closer. Gerald’s eyes widened in disbelief as he saw the man’s

“Maurice!”

have good eyesight, Uncle

stick and wearing a cold smile. His tone was very cold, and there was a storm

doing?! I’m your elder. Is this

iron stick at Gerald before

Gerald was so terrified that he screamed and