The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

“Is this a joke? What have you been doing behind my back, Maurice?”

Gerald slammed the table in the conference room with a resounding thud.

Everyone in the room remained completely quiet, and no one made a sound. Some of them even stepped a few steps away, scared of being drawn into the battle between the two enormous titans.

“Corbin.”

Angry, Maurice raised his voice. Corbin tossed a document at Gerald without delay.

“Uncle Gerald, I’ll let you look at it yourself.”

Frowning, Gerald grabbed up the document and went through it, squinting his eyes at it. His expression abruptly shifted.

“A landslide killed numerous people two months ago, just as you were beginning construction of the resort. You didn’t do anything to fix it. You, on the other hand, made enormous measures to keep the story from spreading, despite the danger, and continued with the resort project. Since another disaster occurred in the resort a few days ago. For that, I’ll have to put an end to the project. The situation is all your fault, Uncle Gerald, and I’m here to assist.”

Maurice’s comments caused a commotion. A lot of people were talking in the conference room. The individuals in attendance were only aware of the positive aspects of the resort and had no idea of the horrible events that had occurred there.

Clearly… The situation was impossible. How did Maurice come by this information?

Gerald’s face went from pale to red, then from red to black, and his eyes displayed complex emotions such as fright, fury, and dread.

All of his earlier efforts would come to naught if he admitted that he was wrong.

have no idea what

pretending to be out of

foreboding in Maurice’s deep

actions behind my back, Uncle Gerald. I advised you to abandon the project. You don’t seem to have paid attention to what

be

extent of his

with sweat. He was

of me in this manner, Maurice? After all, I am

put on a brave face and attempted to explain to Maurice, but he couldn’t come up with anything to say that would make sense. After all, deceiving Maurice was no

whistle blew downstairs before Maurice had a

go to the police and tell them what happened. They will be interested in your

chuckled

dare you call the cops on

out of his chair in disbelief at what was

veins showed off on his arms as if he were about to engage Maurice in

what you’ve done, I’m afraid your demise will be

his throat, and the

over everything, while he was simply an ant beneath his feet that might be stomped to death at any

brother, Maurice’s father, with whom he could

on Gerald’s face out of