Chapter 251
The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy
âIs this a joke? What have you been doing behind my back, Maurice?â
Gerald slammed the table in the conference room with a resounding thud.
Everyone in the room remained completely quiet, and no one made a sound. Some of them even
stepped a few steps away, scared of being drawn into the battle between the two enormous titans.
âCorbin.â
Angry, Maurice raised his voice. Corbin tossed a document at Gerald without delay.
âUncle Gerald, Iâll let you look at it yourself.â
Frowning, Gerald grabbed up the document and went through it, squinting his eyes at it. His expression
abruptly shifted.
âA landslide killed numerous people two months ago, just as you were beginning construction of the
resort. You didnât do anything to fix it. You, on the other hand, made enormous measures to keep the
story from spreading, despite the danger, and continued with the resort project. Since another disaster
occurred in the resort a few days ago. For that, Iâll have to put an end to the project. The situation is all
your fault, Uncle Gerald, and Iâm here to assist.â
Mauriceâs comments caused a commotion. A lot of people were talking in the conference room. The
individuals in attendance were only aware of the positive aspects of the resort and had no idea of the
horrible events that had occurred there.
Clearly⦠The situation was impossible. How did Maurice come by this information?
Geraldâs face went from pale to red, then from red to black, and his eyes displayed complex emotions
such as fright, fury, and dread.
All of his earlier efforts would come to naught if he admitted that he was wrong.
âI have no idea what youâre talking about, Maurice.â
Gerald was still pretending to be out of the loop.
There was a palpable feeling of foreboding in Mauriceâs deep voice and ice-cold gaze.
âDo not assume that I am unaware of your actions behind my back, Uncle Gerald. I advised you to
abandon the project. You donât seem to have paid attention to what I had to say.â
Maurice couldnât be more right!
What was the extent of his knowledge?
Geraldâs forehead was wet with sweat. He was in a state of confusion.
âHow can you think of me in this manner, Maurice? After all, I am your senior.â
Gerald put on a brave face and attempted to explain to Maurice, but he couldnât come up with anything
to say that would make sense. After all, deceiving Maurice was no little feat.
Stiffness permeated the room. The police whistle blew downstairs before Maurice had a chance to say
anything.
âThereâs no use in worrying about what I think about. You will go to the police and tell them what
happened. They will be interested in your story.â
Maurice then chuckled and smirked.
âIâm your uncle, Maurice. How dare you call the cops on me? If your grandpa discovers this, it wonât just
slide!â
Gerald sprang out of his chair in disbelief at what was happening.
He clenched his fists and blue veins showed off on his arms as if he were about to engage Maurice in
combat at any moment.
âIf Grandpa finds out what youâve done, Iâm afraid your demise will be far worse,â Maurice hissed
contemptuously.
Geraldâs enraged yell remained lodged in his throat, and the ensuing rage consumed his thoughts.
He couldnât stand to stare at Mauriceâs haughty expression. It seemed like Maurice had total control
over everything, while he was simply an ant beneath his feet that might be stomped to death at any
moment.
Gerald was reminded of his younger brother, Mauriceâs father, with whom he could never compete.
A wicked smirk emerged on Geraldâs face out of nowhere.
âKeep your wits about you, Maurice. Do you believe that you are omniscient and omnipotent? Thatâs
not right! You have no idea that the lady you love has children.â
âShe has children?â This baffled Maurice.
âYes, children, some other manâs kids.â Geraldâs lips curled up in a broad grin that became wider and
wider. âBefore being married, Eliana had children with another man. In the eyes of the Moran family,
she is just not acceptable.â
âWhy should I buy that?â Maurice stated quietly.
âIs there anything youâd want to tell them, Sean? Iâm sure there is.â Gerald regarded Sean with
confidence.
Sean gulped and stepped out in front of the crowdâs gazes. âThatâs right⦠Eliana really has two
children, as I saw firsthand.â
Gerald watched Maurice with complacency as if he were certain that Maurice had no idea about this
matter.
Did Eliana have any kids?
Without realizing it, Maurice took a glance at Corbin, who seemed unsurprised. Instead, he chuckled.
Corbin whispered in Mauriceâs ear, âBoss, they must have confused Nanaâs twins for Elianaâs kids.â
âEven funnier is the fact that the father of Elianaâs children is a gigolo at Imperial Golden Club. Youâre
so bad, Maurice. Youâre worse than a gigolo. Youâre such a clown!â Gerald burst out laughing.
Mauriceâs gaze abruptly shifted to him.
A gigolo!?