Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 164 Edwin raised his brows in curiosity and looked at Charles. “What happened?” “Not sure.” Charles shook his head in displeasure. He slid his finger across his neck as though motioning a slit across his throat, and it was enough to convey his feelings. “Cedrick has been like this since morning.”

Edwin tried to recall the situation last night. He then tutted and entered Cedrick’s office. Cedrick glanced at him through the corner of his eyes, his brows knitted together in visible irritation. “Is my office a public toilet for you? Don’t you know how to knock?”. Edwin merely scoffed, seemingly unbothered by Cedrick’s remark. Nonetheless, he walked out the door and knocked three times for formality. Without waiting for Cedrick’s permission, he put his hands into his pockets and strode into the office.

He then sat on the sofa nonchalantly and crossed his legs. Cedrick’s face sank “Nothing happened.” He recalled what happened during the dinner event. When he went to the room Lola had told him about, he saw a mess. Catelyn had a broken wine bottle at hand, with its sharp ends pointed at the men. One of the men had a fractured skull, and blood oozed out of the gash.

It seemed as though a fight had taken place.

The atmosphere was tense and, oddly enough, Queenie stood by the side and watched on.

was ruthless and easily took down the men. He looked at Queenie coldly and told them, “Whatever Queenie asked you to do to Catelyn, do it to Queenie herself. Anything less than that, you won’t be seeing the morning sun tomorrow.”

wanted to take her to the hospital so she could be sedated. However, the drugs and alcohol in Catelyn’s system had kicked in by then, and she went wild. She kissed him and threw her hands all over him, which was the total

her to the closest hotel, and he would not take advantage of

bring sedatives with him. They administered the substance to

worn out by then, and he, too,

wanted to tell her the truth this morning, but Catelyn stared at him so judgmentally as though he was a criminal. With that, he decided to let her indulge in her own

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little too slow?” Edwin was intrigued as he rambled on about his ‘analysis’, “Based on my experience, women would usually be all over me within three days. You’ve been in this for too long, and it’s either she’s playing games with you, or you’re not good enough for her. Did you give

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