Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 50 Catelyn hung up without a second thought and sighed a long breath of relief, feeling as though she had somehow managed to vent the frustration she felt because of Cedrick

It was not after she hung up that she noticed she had missed a lot of calls from Miles and Stella.

She had, after all, stayed out overnight and came home in a different set of clothes. Upon her arrival, Stella immediately recognized that Catelyn was wearing the latest products of a certain luxury brand she had seen in a magazine, so she confronted Catelyn. “I saw a luxury car dropping you off just now. Who’s that man? Is he trying to date you? Did you spend the night with him? You even changed to a different set of clothes.”

Catelyn immediately mentioned John in hopes of stopping Stella from asking more questions, and as expected, Stella’s expression changed as a guilty chuckle escaped her. “So what did John say? When is the deadline for me to pay him back? Is he going to come looking for trouble?” Catelyn took a deep breath to suppress the disappointment and anger she felt. “Mom, don’t you think this whole thing seems a bit odd?”

“Odd?” Stella mumbled thoughtfully, “I don’t think so. A friend of mine said she found a new place for a poker game, and then… Wait, are you saying that someone set me up?” “When I went to find John Reed to settle the payment details, it was Jamie Mason who showed

up.”

Jamie Mason… Stella thought back to the way she kept winning in the poker game before starting to lose at every

something was wrong.

gritted her teeth and cursed, “Curse that Jamie! It wasn’t enough for him to mess with you four years ago, and now he’s come to set me up!” Catelyn knew that there was no

was her elder, so she had to know where to stop to

along with the original design and Anne’s help, Catelyn’s first draft of the mansion was finally

with Cedrick, she took the initiative to contact the butler Albert

how much Ollie had been looking forward to seeing Catelyn’s

sighed a breath of relief and sent the draft to Albert’s email address. However, Albert was too old to catch up with the latest trends and technologies, as even his phone was still an old model, so the email address was

Ding!

first draft of the design Catelyn sent. As expected of an achieved student of architecture, each data and advice was marked in detail. Though there were plenty that Ollie could not understand, he instinctively