Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

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!” 

“…” 

that they would be working

a list to the client. Anyone who wishes

was arguing earlier scattered, leaving behind only a few designers who were

the list. When she saw Catelyn sitting still,

of things to deal with at home

be in the team for the headcount.” Anne moved her hand and added Catelyn’s name to the list as well, before submitting it to the butler that

had never been assigned any great task throughout her

her phone on the desk started

thinking something must have happened to her son, hurried over to Anne to ask for the day off, before rushing toward Golden Sun Kindergarten, where she found out that her son, Miles Clark had run

to

from the café located across from Golden Sun

denim jacket with black pants and shoes, Miles’s delicate features were enhanced by his short hair, and his dark eyes were glittering as he appeared with a backpack on his

and when she finally spotted her son, Catelyn sighed in

backpack from him before pursing her lips and lecturing him with resignation, “This is your first day at school.

cheeks and said, “You can’t say that. You promised to send me off to school, but in the end, it was Grandma who came

faintly. “I’m busy at work and went to the office at seven in the morning, but your school doesn’t start until nine…”

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