Chapter 118
Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father
118. Canât Breathe
Itâs about your grandfather and that big guy,â Louis whispered.
Frankâs smile suddenly faded. A bad feeling had crept out of his heart. âWhatâs wrong with them?â
After watching the door close tightly, Louis raised his hand next to his mouth. âI overheard them earlier. Your grandfather asked the big guy to poison someone, I think itâs Mommy.â
Frankâs heart immediately beat faster. His eyes trembled as he watched Louis. âYou heard that? Thenâ¦, are you okay?â
âIâm fine, just a little disappointed. But Iâm thankful Emily doesnât know. Otherwise, she could get sick again. The Kind Grandfather turned out to be very evil. Heâs like the witch who gave Snow White the poisoned apple.â
âHave you told anyone?â Frank held Louisâ uninjured arm. His eyes widened in alarm.
âI donât want to tell Mommy or Grandma. They can be afraid and worried. So, Iâm just letting you know.â
A faint sigh escaped Frankâs mouth. Between his worries, there admiration for the genius toddler. âThank you, Buddy. I will incre the security in this house.â
âBy the way, I know who was assigned to poison Mommy,â the toddle admitted innocently.
âWho?â
Once again, he leaned closer to Frankâs ear. âThe servant who gave Mommy tea. Weâre lucky I could stop her in time. The tea spilled and Mommy didnât drink it.â
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Frankâs eyes couldnât open any wider. With an astonished look, he whispered, âWell done, Hero! You are really amazing. Now, will you help me? Make sure Mommy doesnât eat anything suspicious.â
âAye, Captain!â Louis put four fingers next to his eyebrows. After getting a reassuring nod and a rub on the back, he went to Emilyâs room. His determination to look after Kara was firm. He was even willing not to sleep that day.
When dinner time arrived, they all gathered in the dining room. Thanks. to Louis, Emilyâs sadness was no longer a big deal. She did not mind to leave her bedroom and meet Frank. However, she was still silent in front of him.
âLouis, do you like this menu?â
âYeah! Everything looks cool and delicious. Iâm sure Emily is happy too.â
Frank smiled slightly and nodded. Secretly, he glanced at the little girl. He didnât dare disturb her.
âPlease bring some dessert.â
In an instant, the servants came in, replacing the dirty plates with new ones. Louisâ eyes sparkled when he saw the car-shaped pudding in front of him. He was also happy to see that Emily was interested in the flower-shaped pudding on her own plate. However, when he saw the woman serving Kara, his lips curved downwards.
âWhat shape is Mommyâs pudding?â Louis asked, occasionally glancing at Frank. He wondered why Frank was acting normal. Did the CEO not believe his report?
âStar shape. What is it, Little Bee?â
Louisâ lips pursed. He looked at Susan and Frankâs plates. Their puddings were also shaped like flowers and cars, none of which were
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âWhy does Mommyâs pudding different from ours? Thatâs not cool.â
Kara raised an eyebrow. âDo you want a star shape?â
âNo. I want Mommy to get the same shape, either a flower or a car. Just give that pudding to her.â Louis pointed his finger.
The young servant gasped. While waving her hand, she shook her head stiffly. âNo, Young Master. I couldnât possibly dare.â
Frank secretly smiled. He saluted the toddlerâs mindset. âThereâs no need to be shy. Louis was kind enough to give it to you. Other servants canât even have it. Please accept his kindness.â
Innocently, Kara handed her plate to the servant. âItâs okay. Itâs just a pudding. I can take another one.â
While devouring his pudding, Louis noticed how the servant accepted the offer with trembling hands. âI will eat it in the kitchen.â
âWhy not just here? You donât appreciate my gift?â Louis said with his mouth full.
Kara looked at her son sharply. However, before she had time to reprimand him, Frank had already said, âPlease donât offend my son Sit down and enjoy the pudding.â
Everyone suddenly wondered. They just realized that the CEOâs
movements and tone of voice were unusual.
Meanwhile, the servant was shaking. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead. When she could no longer bear the pressure inside herself, she put the plate on the table and dropped her knees to the floor.
âPlease forgive me, Sir. I have no bad intentions towards you at all, but I have to. If I donât put poison in her food, my family will be in danger.â
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Kara gaped wordlessly. Her eyes trembled as she scanned the servantâs panicked face. âWhat did you say? You want to poison me?â
The servant glanced at Frank timidly. Too afraid to answer Karaâs question, she looked down. âPlease forgive me. I still have to support my mother and younger siblings. If I go to prison, I-â
âJeremy!â Frankâs voice made the waiter at a loss for words. âHandle.
her!â
The assistant nodded. With the help of two bodyguards, he led the young woman out.
âNo! Please forgive me! Sirâ¦. Young Master Harper â¦!â
While the screams grew shriller and fainter, everyone stared at the star pudding on the table, except for Louis. Instead, he devoured the last piece of his pudding carelessly.
âThis pudding is poisonous?â Kara muttered, hoarsely.
Frank smiled wryly and waved two fingers. Without further ado, a guard took the plate away.
âThen, what about the food earlier? Weâve eaten a lot. Is there poison in it?â Susan sighed with round eyes. âLouis! Stop eating your pudding!â
Intertwining his fingers on the table, Frank straightened his back. You donât need to panic, Mrs. Martin. Our appetizers and main dishes are guaranteed. I have prepared a tester to try it first.â
âThen these puddingsâ¦. Louis, stop eating!â
âItâs okay, Grandma. Itâs safe. They just want to poison Mommy. They didnât-.â
Suddenly, Louis dropped the spoon and grabbed his neck. His mouth. was agape, his eyes were red, and his head was moving back and
âOh my God, Louis!â Kara got up from the chair and approached her
son.
Frank who was sitting in the main seat arrived faster. He knelt down, holding one of the toddlerâs arms. However, instead of giving Louis an antidote or other medical assistance, he massaged the back of his neck. âSpit it out!â
Susan, who was sitting next to Louis, could only watch with bated breath, just like the others. Emily even started pouting, hanging off the edge of the chair. She didnât know whether to come over or watch from afar.
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Hello, guys. Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy this story.
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P.S. Donât forget to check my other books. CEOâs Love in Trap and Donât Eat Me, Mister Cold.
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