The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Eliana’s eyes brightened as she heard Brevard’s suggestion. She had been distressed about the thought of going alone. If she brought many factory workers with her though, she would have the courage to fight the Stone family.

“Alright, Mr. Wallace, call some strong guys, and we’ll go over there together.”

They then hurried to the Imperial Golden Club. As they got there, a lot of customers were stunned and assumed they’d come to cause trouble.

Eliana felt a bit of guilt creep up on her as she stood at the door. Mostly due to her fear of meeting Maurice here. However, Jennifer was facing an emergency at that moment, and she had no time to overthink. She covered up her face and stepped in. Unfortunately, it was futile. The staff had spotted her already and instantly sent word to Maurice.

Maurice at that moment had been holding a meeting in the Moran Group. Surprisingly, in the middle of the meeting, he was informed that Eliana returned to the Imperial Golden Club. How did she have the guts to return? Didn’t she run from him? She should have been avoiding him since she was running from him. Why did she keep appearing in his place?

Rubbing his aching temples, Maurice said coldly, “I don’t want to hear anything about this woman from now on.”

subconsciously shut up, but he recalled what Corbin had told him before. He could only grit his teeth and continue, “Sir, Mr. Stone is present here as

hear anything about her!” He was so full of rage that he stood up from his seat and stormed off toward

Maurice last time and taken Gerald’s side. She had been wondering how to make

of a sudden after he received a phone call, Harriet hurriedly got up and trailed after him to ask. “Mr. Moran, hold on. What’s the

a sudden. Harriet was startled by his sudden stop, and simultaneously, a glimmer of hope rose in her heart. It appeared he didn’t hate her for what she had done to Eliana. Perhaps she

with an expressionless look on his face. “How has your

he recalled what Corbin had told him before. He could only grit his teeth and continue, “Sir,

instantly responded, “Mr. Moran, you have no need to worry. After that incident, my uncle has been doing a lot of thinking at home and