Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father by Pixie

S31 16. Make Dinner

Seeing her favorite person, Diana’s face immediately brightened. “It’s nothing, Sophie. It’s no big deal. It’s just that Kara refused my request to make dinner.”

“It wasn’t Mommy who refused, It was us who forbade her. Mommy has a fever,” Louis explained in an annoyed tone.

Sophia blinked in annoyance. However, two seconds later, the sound of her laughter was heard.

“Gosh, Grandma. If Kara can’t make it, I’m willing to prepare dinner. You don’t need to be angry.”

“Sophie, why are you siding with them? I just want this woman to cook. Can’t you just fulfill an old woman’s wish?”

Confusion spread in the air. No one dared to refute Diana’s last sentence. Like it or not, Kara made a decision-to give in again.

“Okay, I’ll prepare dinner. Do you have any special orders, Grandma?”

Diana’s chin lifted along with her eyebrows. “Anything. What’s

important is that you cook. Not someone else.”

“Okay.” Kara nodded while secretly glancing at Frank, asking for him not to say anything else.

Only after Diana and her favorite guest left did he whisper, “You can’t force yourself, Kara.”

“Yes, what if Mommy’s fever gets worse?” Emily furrowed her brows, exasperated.

Kara smiled and shook her head gently. “Don’t worry. I am strong. My body is just adapting to the cold weather. Later the fever will subside.

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Now, do you want to help me prepare dinner?”

The twins nodded swiftly. The curve of Kara’s lips widened.

“Then, let’s go to the kitchen. Let’s check what’s available in the refrigerator. There’s still plenty of time, even for the difficult menu.”

Without waiting for orders, Frank and Barbara followed. However, their steps deliberately slowed down.

“Brother, I’m sorry. I was helpless earlier,” Barbara tugged at Frank’s shirt.

“Where were you when they bullied Kara?”

Barbara scowled. “Grandma told me to wrap the gifts. She didn’t listen when I protested. Trust me, I had done everything I could to protect my sister-in-law.”

Frank sighed faintly. “Well, that’s okay. But I have to reduce your pocket money.”

gasped. “You think I’m looking

stopped Frank’s steps then crossed her arms. “I protect Kara because she is my sister-in-law. My intentions are

want to cut your pocket money. That

“That

“Now you protest?”

still need extra. The New Year’s

“Now you admit that you expected

“I really

money,” Barbara grumbled. However, a second later,

know that marriage costs a lot of money, right? I

lot of savings. What are

her eyes upwards. Her lips were slightly forward.

mission went smoothly, I wouldn’t feel guilty. But the situation is like this. It feels impossible for us to get close to Grandma. Without

softly, Frank ruffled Barbara’s hair. “Your standards are too high, Sister. Even if you spend one billion, the hundreds of millions that are sitting in Philip’s

still want to cut my pocket money?”

Now let’s go to the

to both of them, Sophia had been watching. A sly smile was carved on her face.

me a brilliant idea,” she

she changed course. Other things were much more imp

divide the tasks. Kara took cal the meat, Frank and Barbara peeled the potatoes, while the

be flabby if you keep dropping

the tomatoes are

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They roll easily.

Look, I can do it even though my hands are

kitchen, a pair of

while arguing.

peeled it too deeply. Look, a lot of skin was wasted.” Barbara pointed at the evidence with a knife.

didn’t peel it deeply enough. Look, your potatoes go

brows furrowed. “But the potatoes that you peeled are also

smiled at the conversation. “Have you put water in

and Barbara turned their heads in unison. “Isn’t it the

be soaked immediately

turn black.”

and Barbara spontaneously rounded their mouths. Without waiting for orders, Frank brought

it to Kara. “Sister-in-law, did I not remove

“Yeah, peel it a

immediately echoed. “I told you. I’m the one

so?” Barbara reached out, taking one potato from the

scooped his face. “Auntie!”

payback for playing with the tomatoes all

Kara the

drastically reduced size of the potato. “Frank, you’re peeling it too