You, Me And Our Genus Twins

Chapter 155 An Appeal for Sympathy

Moving, for example, was one of those things. Crystal wanted the entire family to move over to Dusktown so that she could be with her daughter all the time, but Michael thought that would be unsuitable considering Robert’s old age. He had good reason, and that was why she had given up on the idea of moving and compromised with him instead.

Michael was touched to know that Crystal didn’t need much persuading to see eye-to-eye with him, and he felt certain that there was no other woman as wonderful as her.

Crystal had given him four sons and a daughter throughout their marriage. All four of their sons were kind and responsible young men who took care of their mother and obeyed her more than they listened to Michael. If she had insisted on moving over to Dusktown, the boys would undoubtedly go along with her plan as well.

If that came to pass, then Michael would be left all alone in Wendel City with Robert!

At the thought of that, he wrapped an arm around Crystal’s shoulders and murmured softly in her ear, “You’re the best, darling.”

“Stop fooling around,” Crystal said with a laugh as she shoved him aside. She flushed as she glanced over at Nelson and Madeline before she warned, “The kids are still here.”

Madeline pursed her lips as she smiled warmly at her mother. She liked her parents a lot; they had treated Quincy and Joel with unconditional love and kindness, and they were also happily and enviably in love with each other.

Theirs was a wonderful relationship that could only be associated with positive terms. Growing old together seemed to be Michael and Crystal’s goal, and forever and always was a term created for the likes of them. They were a match made in heaven and nothing could separate them. Indeed, Madeline saw them as a live embodiment of such fairytale concepts.

When her parents were together, Madeline allowed herself to believe in true love and everlasting marriage. If she could have what they did to look forward to in the future, it would be her wildest dreams come true. Can I really have what they have, though?

At the thought of this, she couldn’t help thinking about Sebastian. She and Sebastian could be on this journey for an indefinite period of time, but there was no telling when it would come to an end.

Presently, they walked up to the car while exchanging funny anecdotes with one another. When they were halfway to the car, they saw another vehicle pull a stop near them.

The car door opened, and it was a bodyguard who got out first, thereafter opening the door to the backseat for the passenger.

was tall, standing at around five-feet-seven, and while she wasn’t plump

Crystal recognized her immediately.

car was

sight of Michael and Crystal, Amelia smiled at them warmly as she greeted, “President Wendel, Mrs. Wendel, what

She feared that running into Amelia while they were still so close by the incarceration facility was not so much a coincidence

as she asked, “Mrs. Wendel, I’m sure you and President Wendel must miss Angie terribly after not seeing her for so long. Angie is here with me too!” She waved her hand at Angie, who was sitting

car with red-rimmed eyes and

Crystal

they had had any residual sentiments for Angie, whom they had raised for over two decades, before this, those sentiments dissipated after they had

was a weapon in Cameron’s arsenal meant to torture them and aggravate them. To show Angie

no way they

and Crystal, Amelia

Crystal. Then, she gazed at them imploringly as she asked, “Mom, Dad, I’ve missed you both. Will you be staying in Dusktown

hopes of visiting them. However, she was kept out of doors, and she never got to see Michael or Crystal. She dared not let Amelia learn of the fact that she was despised

cared for her because they thought she was still on good terms with Michael and Crystal, both of whom Amelia were trying

to use Angie as a way to get close to

Wendels’ bodyguards had been the ones to drop Angie off at

it clear to her and Xander that

by that, neither Xander nor Amelia wanted to

prominent as the Wendels, whose power and influence were far beyond theirs. If they were to take Cedric, who was the least accomplished in Michael’s family, as a yardstick,

Colts were an elite family in