The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Chapter 3 A Strange Face

Seeing the man stop in his tracks, the assistant immediately approached and asked with concern, “Mr. Moran, is there something wrong?”

Frowning, Maurice looked away and continued to walk forward.

Perhaps his mind was all over the place, causing him to feel that the woman he met looked familiar.

As night fell, the Imperial Golden Club came to life.

A Maybach slowly came to a halt at the front door. Maurice got out of the car and strode right in.

“Well, this is a first. You’re ten minutes late this time.” At the front desk in the center of the hall, Wyatt was playing with a signet ring on his finger with a faint smile. He looked like a playboy.

The receptionist beside him blushed. It was obvious that Wyatt had been flirting with her.

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“I’m late because of a meeting.” Maurice raised his chin and walked inside without waiting for a response from Wyatt Todd. “If you don’t want to join us in the private room, why don’t you become a receptionist at my club?” he added.

With a disapproving click of his tongue, Wyatt followed behind Maurice, only to find a gloomy expression on his face. He raised his eyebrows and asked, “I didn’t mean anything by calling out your tardiness. What’s with the long face?”

Maurice ignored him.

Wyatt studied his face for a while before muttering under his breath, “That mask looks so real…”

way to the private room. After he closed the door behind him, he asked in a low voice, “Do

shoulders. “As of right now, there’s still no

wine for Maurice. “Come on. Don’t you have a

made the mistake of having a one-night stand with a strange woman. The following morning, he found that the family ring had gone missing, and

something about his demeanor that made him indescribably sexy. “But I found out that his people were also searching

loss that night, am I right? Not only did you lose your

Wyatt’s direction. He might be smiling, but a chill ran down Wyatt’s spine when they

in another private room in the Imperial Golden Club, Eliana

bottles of different kinds of liquor. A fat man was slumped on the sofa. When the

help but

towards the man with a

Blake.

of me, a gentleman,

reached out to stroke Gabrielle’s

to dodge Antwan’s advances calmly and beckoned to Eliana. “Come

focus

was wearing a cream-colored dress, enveloping her tender skin and hugging

left his body the second he laid eyes on her. He immediately stood up and

step back and looked at

sit down!” Shooting Antwan an apologetic smile, Gabrielle put a glass into Eliana’s hand and leaned over to whisper, “Our project’s success hinges on

if she wanted to find out the truth about the past, she needed to stay within the Moran Group. She had to endure whatever she

a deep breath and toasted to Antwan.