Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

A beautiful day it was as the sun shone brightly, but Catelyn felt slightly distracted somehow. 

She got into a taxi and went to the address provided by the butler. The enormous mansion was situated north of the city near a national park. There were not many residential estates open for sales around the area as the policies had limited the selling prices and had caused most developers to opt for retaining their real estate. 

The mansion before Catelyn ranged for over 300 meters with beautiful greenery, a football court, and even an outdoor swimming pool. 

It was the very definition of a grand mansion. 

Just as Catelyn looked around with the butler’s supervision, the door to the second floor of the mansion was pulled open, and a tall figure stepped toward the balcony. 

Cedrick’s attention was instantly drawn toward Catelyn, who was standing by the swimming pool, and he immediately frowned. “Why is she here?” 

Master has picked for the interior design of this mansion. Do you know

thoughtfully with a cold expression. “Bring

later, Catelyn was informed by the servants that Mister Mason wished to see

moment before coming to realization. The ‘Mister Mason’ they referred to must be the Young Master Mason’s father, the most talented member of the younger generation of the

ruthless, accomplishing the highest sales amount on a single day throughout the history of Mason Group. He was also known to be the person with the highest potential to become the next head

as bloodline went, Jamie was supposed to call him his uncle, but the Mason family placed distinct lines between their main bloodline and other collateral lines. The family that Jamie belonged to was merely one of the many collateral branches of the enormous Mason family tree, so he was hardly considered

tall figure standing by the window with his back facing her. Though she could not see his face, she could sense the intimidating aura oozing from the man. At the same time, she felt somewhat familiar

two years in a row. Your professor referred to you as the female architect with the most potential amongst that intake, but you withdrew from school during the second semester

lip and the color began to fade from

scholarship, but with the twins and all sorts of pressures she had to encounter, she could only choose to withdraw.