Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 63

Chapter 63 Cedrick eyed Ollie dangerously. “What did you say?”

“I said that I don’t like Aunty Maia. I like Aunty Catelyn! I know you won’t ever take that into consideration; I’m just saying my piece. You can pretend that you never heard this. “What happened tonight was my fault, so please don’t blame Aunty Catelyn anymore…and please don’t fire her. I won’t mess around next time.” Ollie bowed to Cedrick before he dejectedly left the room. Cedrick looked at the boy’s tiny silhouette walking away in dismal silence. His chest was tight, his facial muscles stiff, and his eyes were dim. Nobody could read what was on his mind.

Ollie left the study and wanted to apologize to Catelyn, but he found himself only able to stand before the door, not knowing what to say, Could he confess that he lied to her and caused this misunderstanding? Would she be angry?

Catelyn woke up early in the morning. The thunderstorm had stopped, and it felt extra refreshing after the rain.

Catelyn did not want to see Cedrick anymore; it would be all too awkward.

She thus ordered a cab and wanted to leave when she bumped into Albert at the doorway. The man seemed to have predicted that she would be leaving. He carefully took out a beautiful calf-skin package and handed it to Catelyn. Catelyn reached out to take it and asked, “What is this?” “Something that Master Ollie had asked to pass to you. I have no clue what is inside.” Catelyn opened the package, revealing a crayon painting. There sat a lady on a high chair, and in her hands was a bouquet of roses. A little boy stood next to her, illustrated to be covering his ears with his hands, his head hung low as though apologizing to the woman.

Catelyn did not know that it was Ollie who asked Cedrick to go to her room. Even if she knew about it, though, she would not hold grudges anymore upon seeing this painting. How could she have the heart to hold grudges against such an adorable boy?

It was just like how she felt toward Miles. Regardless of what they did, she would always forgive them. They would always be her babies.

Thinking of that made her long to see Miles. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Catelyn looked around, not seeing Ollie anywhere.

“Where is Master Ollie?” “Last night when the rain stopped, Master Ollie requested someone to send him back” Catelyn caressed the painting gently with her fingertips as she gazed at it fondly. “Please tell him that I’m not mad at him. I will bring his paper heart with me wherever I go.” Albert nodded, responding, “I’m sure Master Ollie would be happy to hear this.”

The roads were slippery after the thunderstorm last night, and the cars on the roads slowed down, causing congestion. Even though Catelyn had left the mansion early, it took her a few hours to reach home. She talked to Miles on the phone as she walked.

Miles had a temper bigger than himself. He was mad at Catelyn for not being home last night and that a man even answered the call.

It took Catelyn some time to comfort him. She took the morning to rest and only went out to BrightGene in the afternoon after recharging. She was feeling slightly light-headed, probably due to the hustle over the past few days, and she might have caught a cold. She felt drowsy after taking the flu medicine and her throat felt unbearably dry, no matter how much water she drank However, when she arrived at the company, she noticed everyone was sitting together, gossiping. “Hey, have you seen the news?” “They say that socialite Maia Clark’s fiance, Cedrick Mason, had an affair with someone working in his own house!”