Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 284 Cedrick’s sharp gaze scanned everything around the apartment carefully, from the coffee table and cups to the laundry hanging by the balcony.

Everything looked normal.

Other than some feminine products, all he saw were children’s clothes and toys. There was no sign of another man living in this space.

If that was it, why did she refuse to let him visit?

He did not buy Catelyn’s excuse of the apartment being ‘too messy’. He remembered that the other day after coming back from the amusement park, he had already sent her to her doorstep, but she insisted that he took a detour to the hotel. She was avoiding him…or, perhaps, was instead hiding something from him. Catelyn was thinking about how to answer when all of a sudden, her phone buzzed. She slid her finger across the screen to answer the call. It was Joanne. She knew that Catelyn was busy, so she took Miles out for a walk. The bags and clothes on the couch were all brand new, mostly still with their tags on. They were all gifted by the sponsors, and she left them for Catelyn when she went to fetch Miles earlier. Catelyn was just so grateful for Joanne that she did not know how to thank her enough; be it for the clothes or for taking out Miles. “You have fun with Miles! I’ll pick him up in a few days,” said Catelyn into the phone, deliberately raising her voice to make sure Cedrick had heard her. Joanne, on the other end of the line, was confused.

‘In a few days’? There was only a wall between them, no?

said to Cedrick, “Miles’ godmother had taken him out to play, so it looks like you can only meet him next time! You can leave your present here, and I’ll tell him that you bought it for him when he gets back.”

however, a few photos of Catelyn with

him anymore. As long as Miles was not home,

to my apartment. I usually

took her groceries into the kitchen,

living room quietly for a short while

with Miles together at

frown deepened

This was strange.

minimalistic with only a bed and a dresser. Opposite the bed was a working desk, and on top of it was a study lamp, a stack of documents, and papers. What stood out more was the draft design of Bubsville Villa and a few of her drafts for the jewelry design competition. Maybe she did not reckon

took a brief look at