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.

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

my eyes again, hoping to sneak in a quick nap, knowing I might not get

them again when someone

haven't you visited us for so long,

had left Chiara to play

I needed to take care of some things." I adjusted my seat and faced him. "How

he answered promptly, sounding mature beyond his age. "We just miss you

nodded, gently ruffling

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

sure they understand why I'm doing all this-to protect them. Chiara

I don't understand is how mature Thunder is for his age. Sometimes, I talk to him

life, like mine, has forced him to grow up

it's not the right time for you to worry about those things. All you need to do is focus on your studies, okay?" I told him. "Is homeschooling hard?

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

Thunder's words. I'm their mother, yet they're the ones

She knew you'd come but is still scared of you,"

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

out Chiara was the culprit. While playing, they spilled some hot milk, which splashed on Thunder. That incident taught me to ask

you caused her

was the last thing Thunder said before

fear will never

but it felt like those words were for

Darcy is the only person I trust when it comes to my children. I can't bring myself to hire anyone else. That's why she receives a salary