Twins Secret (Tiffany)

Chapter 95 Avoiding Tiffany

When Tiffany woke up the next morning, she checked the time. It was exactly 10:00

AM. She looked at her messages and saw that Tess had replied, saying the studio was cleaned and the store was taken care of.

With her studio and the offline store back in business, Tiffany felt a wave of relief. Finally, something was going right. She put down her phone, got out of bed, and headed downstairs.

Damon saw her coming down and greeted her with a big smile. "Mrs. Cooper, the kids are at kindergarten, and Mr. Cooper left for work early this morning."

Tiffany awkwardly touched her nose, feeling weird being called "Mrs. Cooper" after her divorce from Leon. She wanted to leave the mansion quickly. But before she could, Ronald appeared and called out, "Tiffany, are you coming back tonight?"

Ronald stood at the staircase, smiling and hopeful.

Tiffany hadn't planned on coming back; she didn't want to see Leon too often. But she couldn't bear to disappoint Ronald, so she agreed. "I'll come back later, Grandpa."

"Good, good. Be careful on your way." Ronald went back to his room, satisfied, while Tiffany hailed a cab back to her villa.

When she got home, she was startled to see Bronte standing at the end of the driveway. Her immediate frown was a mirror of her confusion. Why was Bronte here? Shouldn't she still be at the police station?

Squaring her shoulders, Tiffany approached, her eyes pinned on Bronte, trying to decipher her unexpected presence.

Bronte turned, her glare sharp and unyielding. "Tiffany," she spat, "didn't expect to see me, did you? Think you could get rid of me by sending me to the cops? Think again! I'm still here, and I'm still standing!"

Despite the venom in Bronte's voice, Tiffany's expression remained impassive, tinged with a hint of curiosity. "Who bailed you out, Bronte? Was it Miguel?"

Bronte responded with a sneer. "Does it matter to you, Tiffany? Just know this: I'm not going to let you off the hook this time!"

Tiffany found Bronte's behavior almost comical. After being released from the police station, the first thing she did was to throw empty threats? Wow, just wow.

"Bronte," she said with a condescending calm, "before you try to come after me, you might want to think about your

wait and see, Tiffany. You won't have it easy. Cross me, and you'll regret it!"

eyelid twitching-a superstitious signal she could never quite ignore. The nervous tic deepened

had to stay vigilant. Bronte's threat, however laughable,

of her three children. Their

she would be back in the evening. At the

voices and excited faces, rushed to her as if she had been gone for weeks rather

balm to her heart. "I've missed you too," she whispered, guiding

dinner is ready." He signaled to Damon to start serving the dishes while they all made their way to the dining

help but notice the conspicuous absence of one person. Her eyes wandered toward the study, furrowing her brow in thought. 'Is Leon

Ronald said, echoing her thoughts. "I told him you were coming back tonight, and he claimed he had to work at the company overtime. How can there be so much work?" Ronald's voice held a note of exaggerated frustration,

bring Tiffany and Leon closer together seemed to be thwarted

turned off the screen and slid the phone back into her

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it was urgent, Leon usually worked from home in

question, Leon had been acting strange, deliberately avoiding her. It seemed the answer she was

cutlery against the plate almost lost in the soothing hum of the children's chatter. After dinner, she dedicated herself to the kids, playing games, washing up, and reading stories until their eyelids grew heavy

midnight. She stifled a yawn and headed downstairs for a glass of water to

she fished out a glass from the cabinet, a noise at the front door made her pause. She turned and saw Leon bending down, changing his

hang in the air,

Tiffany broke

shadowed with exhaustion. He walked slowly toward the staircase. As he passed by Tiffany, he hesitated for a moment, caught in

grip tightened on the corner of her nightgown. She bit her lip, wrestling with her thoughts before finally finding the

and turned, his eyes showing

urgent. "I don't know who bailed her out, but she found me and threatened me. She said she'll make me pay.

her words. The fact that Tiffany cared enough to warn him seemed to catch him