The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

The cafe’s gate was immediately unlocked when Nana reprimanded Corbin.

She was approached by a group of imposing guys. Their punches were powerful enough to take out three of her in a single blow.

Nana’s eyes became wide.

What in the world did Corbin do? Where did he come across these people?

Hodge seemed to be in trouble.

“Are you Nana Marlin?” said the leading guy with sunglasses.

“Yeah…yes,” Nana answered haltingly in a choked voice.

Afterward, the male leader removed his sunglasses. He was clearly a mobster based on his square features and imposing physique.

He extended his hand in greeting. “Mr. Jenkins instructed us to come here. What can I do to help you?”

Nana promptly extended her hand to the guy and said, “Thank you, sir. Help us out today, please.”

As soon as they exchanged pleasant greetings, the situation turned tense. Neither Nana nor the muscular guys moved as they stared into each other’s eyes.

Everyone else would assume something was amiss if they continued to stand like this, not to mention Hodge.

Nana wondered what she should do as she saw the enormous guys

“Buddies, how about we hide for a bit and wait for the target to arrive before we show up again?” Nana proposed.

“Okay.”

answer, the guys remained silent again and followed Nana’s instructions to sit down in the box.

We’ll stay in contact no matter what happens. We’ll go after him as soon as

She was terrified that these

“Of course.”

nodded his

went amiss again. Awkwardness returned to the

a while. “Our objective has not yet arrived. Would

though she knew she was seated among a bunch of strong guys who

were really aloof and

the end, Nana requested some coffee for her and

uneasily on the chair

pair of eyes staring

Someone was watching her.

a frown, Eliana surveyed her

customers at the cafe at this time.

a jacket and a mask sat with a piece of newspaper

guy disguised as a

Gerald would be brewing a plot and Eliana might be in danger if she came to see Hodge by herself, so he followed

was some kind of telepathic connection between him and that lady. She’d been

Poor fool!

newspaper to block her view

others, he seemed to be… Much more

the cafe from him were chatting in

guy in the corner. What’s up with his outfit? Do you think he’s a