Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 110: Loyalty

"No! That's my masterpiece! Why would you take it off?" she protested. "You're so mean, brother!"

Thunder was born a few minutes before Chiara, so she calls him her older brother even though they're twins-a fraternal pair.

I knelt down and placed a hand on Chiara's head. She's sensitive. She might think we don't like her "masterpiece" since we've been teasing her.

Her eyes were already welling up, though she was trying hard not to cry in front of her brother.

"Chiara, listen," I said, cupping her cheeks. "Do you see your brother's hair? If it falls out, you'll lose a brother."

"Will he disappear? That's great!"

I blinked twice. At that moment, I saw myself in her. The same feeling I get every time I take a life-that's what I saw in my daughter.

I froze, unable to react. Is this how my past haunts me?

"Chiara!" I shouted her name, but she just grinned and grabbed my hand.

"Just kidding, Mom," she said quickly before looking at Thunder, her brows furrowed. "Come here, ugly. Let me take off my beautiful creation." She rolled her eyes. THE HOUSE I built has three floors.

The first floor contains the living room and dining area. The second floor houses their bedrooms, the maid's quarters, and my room, while the third floor has their playroom and the rooftop. That's where we often eat and play when I have time to stay here.

They were playing while I sat on the couch, resting for a bit. I hadn't had much sleep-just a short nap before coming here. But I don't mind sacrificing sleep if it means I get to see them.

in their games. If there's one thing my twins agree on, it's playing with robot cars and action figures. Chiara was the more competitive one, pretending to attack Thunder's action figure. "Your powers are no match for me, big

to be feisty, I won't be surprised. I closed my eyes again, hoping to sneak in a quick nap, knowing

I opened them again when

you visited us for so

play by

adjusted my seat and faced him. "How

sounding mature beyond his age. "We just

nodded, gently ruffling his

way, what are those 'things' you're taking care of, Mom? Can we help?" he asked seriously,

understand why I'm doing all

Thunder is for his age. Sometimes, I talk to him about things regarding the house

like mine, has forced him to grow up too

for you to worry about those things. All you need to do is focus on your studies, okay?" I told him. "Is homeschooling hard? You know

abroad means we'll rarely see you, then we'd

words. I'm their mother, yet they're

She knew you'd come but is still scared of you," he said, pointing to the

didn't come out, even though she knew I was here. It wasn't intentional, but I had once terrified her because

was due to her negligence, but it turned out Chiara was the culprit. While playing, they spilled some hot

the pain you caused her

the last thing Thunder

fear will never

felt like those words were for

comes to my children. I can't bring myself