Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 3

Four years later, in BrightGene Group’s design department… 

The company fell into mayhem as everyone fought over the chance to design the mansion for the Mason family’s young master. 

The Mason family was the head of the top four families in Sapphire City, and as the young master’s four-year-old birthday approached, many of his relatives sent him gifts. Some gave him cruise ships, some put companies under his names, and others offered stock or funds as gifts. 

Naturally, there were a few who bought him grand mansions. 

The order that BrightGene Group received this time was to design the interior of the young master’s mansion. 

“Enough!” Anne, the manager of the design department, slammed her palm onto her desk. “What’s the point of all this arguing? Look at Catelyn doing her job: designing whatever she has been assigned to and never fighting over anything! Does fighting make this more interesting to you people?” 

Everyone quieted down, and Catelyn felt speechless, so she was merely spacing out. 

It was the day her son started going to kindergarten, and she was worried that he might not be able to handle it. 

“Don’t think that this is an easy task,” Anne continued. “The young master of the Mason family has never shown his face before in public, so who knows what he likes? If he doesn’t like the design, there might even be a chance that he destroys your career path altogether out of rage!” 

“…” 

realized that taking the opportunity meant that they would

submitting a list to the client. Anyone who wishes to join can apply for it with me over here.”

arguing earlier scattered, leaving behind only a few designers who were confident with their

list. When she saw Catelyn sitting still, she added, “Catelyn, why

deal with at home lately,

so you’ll just be in the team for the headcount.” Anne moved her hand and added Catelyn’s name to

what Anne said because she had never been assigned any great task throughout her four-year employment

phone on the

kindergarten and, thinking something must have happened to her son, hurried over to Anne to ask for the day off, before rushing toward Golden

to call the police when—

from the café located across from Golden

with black pants and shoes, Miles’s delicate features were enhanced by his short hair, and

excitedly, and when she finally spotted her son,

Miles’s backpack from him before pursing her lips and lecturing him with resignation, “This is your first day at school. Didn’t I tell

that. You promised to send me off

and went to the office at seven in

already know all the stuff they teach in kindergarten, anyway. It’s like

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