Sweet Twins

"They still need to go to the kindergarten," Hardy said, sounding so helpless like he was backed in a corner.
However, the patriarch of the Fu family was still as hard-headed as ever. "But perhaps today can be an exemption. When Derrick
wakes up, I will let the children go to the kindergarten," Frederic answered directly.
"What? Are you taking the kids as hostages?" Angelina blurted out in disbelief as if she had just heard something inhumane.
"Nonsense! They are my great-grandchildren! How can I and make them hostages? Damn! Women's mouths are really too
vicious, huh!" the old man scolded angrily, waving his hand in the air like he was shooing some form of bad energy.
After thinking for a while, Bobby managed to answer, "It's okay. We can stay here. Great-grandpa, don't worry."
"Bobby is so considerate. Nadia, be a good girl and stay with me." Frederic, who would typically be cold and strict when talking
to adults, seemed to have a soft spot for his great-grandchildren.
His voice ran smoothly like a flowing river, and his tone was so gentle and bright. This treatment was evidently a far cry from how
he would normally act around grown-ups.
"Great-grandpa, you can ask us to stay, but you have to promise us one thing: when Uncle Derrick wakes up, you will let daddy
and mommy get married, okay?" Much like a lawyer making his case in a courthouse, Bobby argued his condition, raising his
little head slightly to show the old man that he was in no way intimidated.
To his surprise, the latter flashed him a cheeky smile and answered, "Bobby, you already know how to negotiate with great-
grandpa at such a young age. Well, you really resemble me, and that's what great-grandpa likes."
"You see, Nadia is also a descendant of the Fu family. Dad, if you give the TS Group to Charles, it will also eventually belong to
the kids. Right?" Angelina uttered, hoping that she could persuade her father. In fact, she was anxious to let Charles go back to
work immediately. If Derrick really woke up, there was no assurance he would keep things the way they were. If he had schemed
once, there was no guarantee he would not plot against her son again.
"Nadia, come here and kiss me." Ignoring Angelina's remark, Frederic turned at the little girl and pointed at his face.
She walked over obediently and planted a kiss on the old man's face.
Now grinning from ear to ear in sheer satisfaction, Frederic stated sincerely, "Nadia, I have already known that you are a
descendant of the Fu family. Look at your eyes! They look very similar to your great-grandmother's! But it's your mommy who

made great-grandfather sad. Why does she have a concerning relationship with Edward? Great-grandpa dislikes this, and if this
affair can't be straightened out, it will bring shame to our family. Do you understand? I also have my own difficulties. You should
learn to understand me, okay?"
"Great-grandpa, Uncle Edward is a good man," Nadia retorted unhappily. Obviously, the poor girl didn't like it when she heard
Frederic spoke ill of Edward.
"I also think Uncle Edward is a good man. Great-grandpa, you can't speak ill of him and mommy. It's unfair to them!" Bobby, who
had always been cleverer than his sister, crossed his arms against his chest and frowned at his grandfather.
However, the latter seemed unbothered and even snorted, "Well, if they're innocent, then why don't they just prove it? It's very
easy, young man."
"What does great-grandpa mean?" the young boy asked in confusion, cocking his head slightly to the right while furrowing his
cute, tiny brows.
"Well, I'm afraid you wouldn't understand, young man." Frederic ruffled Bobby's head. Then, he turned to his daughter-in-law and
said, "Angelina, get some food and drinks for the children. They must be hungry and thirsty from standing outside. Come on!
Make the kids feel welcomed." The old man flashed a reassuring smile to Bobby and Nadia, who gulped upon hearing the words
'food' and 'drinks' escape their great-grandfather's lips.
"Alright." Soon after, Angelina rose to her seat and immediately started preparing.
With the two children around, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly brightened up and animated. Evidently, their mere
presence––amidst being little ones––had brought a massive change in just a short period.
Frederic didn't seem sullen anymore, and the grim look he bore when Charles visited had now evaporated from his face. Much to
his pleasure, he temporarily forgot about the loss of the TS Group.
Meanwhile, after leaving the hospital, Charles really went back home to wash and cook.
He was so engrossed in doing the chores and staying true to his reputation as a househusband that he didn't even feel the time
passed by. When the clock hit the afternoon mark, he prepared to pick up the kids.
However, when he arrived at the kindergarten, he was stunned to hear the teacher's news.
Apparently, Bobby and Nadia were absent today.

And the teacher called both Charles and Nancy to ask about the kids, but none of them answered.
Nancy was probably busy working on a surgery, while Charles turned off his phone.
The latter was afraid that the shareholders would bombard him with calls and bug him about the company.
After all, the stocks of their company had tremendously dropped overnight. And the moment he learned about this, he knew the
stockholders would badger him all day.
He was utterly distraught upon learning about the kids' disappearance. "I drove them here today. Why are you telling me they're
not here?"
"Mr. Fu, I really haven't seen the children. If you don't believe me, please check the surveillance video," the teacher replied in a
slightly trembling voice, obviously nervous by the domineering presence of this man in front of her.
"Okay," the latter uttered before proceeding to look for the tapes. From the surveillance video of the kindergarten, Charles saw
that Bobby and Nadia walked out of the premises and got in a cab.
"These kids! How dare they leave without permission?" After memorizing the taxi's license plate, Charles asked his men to
search for the cab driver.
More than that, Hiram was not present today either, which only made him even more agitated.
'I have asked Jay to investigate the truth of Derrick's car accident. Why hasn't there been any news yet?' Charles thought in
gnashed teeth.
If he continued to wait, the loss of the TS Group would be immeasurable in no time. After all, it was his painstaking efforts, and
he would utterly feel sorry and guilty for it.
While his head was filled with all the company problems, he soon got an update about the kids. Apparently, the taxi took them to
the hospital where Frederic was admitted.
'Were they following me to the hospital?' he asked in utter disbelief.
So the kids must have known that he left the TS Group!
Thinking of this, Charles rummaged his fingers on his phone to call Nancy, but before he could find her number, Jay rang him.

Upon seeing his friend's name register on the screen, his heart inevitably sank in both anticipation and suspense. Jay was
certainly calling about Derrick's accident.
"What's the news?" he directly greeted.
"Charles, I found that it was Derrick who asked someone to damage Hiram's car, which caused it to stall halfway. On that day,
Derrick happened to go to the old mansion of the Fu family. You know, there is a same road from the old mansion leading to the
TS Group. Derrick had already planned it, so he asked the driver to closely tail Hiram's car. What's more, he knew that there
would be a car accident, but he didn't let the driver slow down!" Jay explained non-stop from the other line.
His tone was full of shock just as he was dropping the bombshell of an update.
No one would have thought that Derrick, who cherished his life, would risk it just to get the TS Group.
It was unbelievable!
"Did you find out who damaged Hiram's car?" Charles knew that the key to ultimately solving this case––and hence the
company's problem––was to track the person responsible for damaging his bodyguard's car.
"Yes, I've found him. The person's called Bob, but he mysteriously disappeared after committing the crime. My men couldn't
trace any clue at all!" Jay was dumbstruck as he reported the findings. Apparently, the case seemed even more complicated than
it appeared.
As the stress riled up in his head, Charles turned to smoking to somehow soothe his throbbing temple. Slowly, he lit a cigarette
while thinking of how cruel Derrick was.
He probably killed and dispatched Bob after the latter had done his dirty job for him.
Judging from what he had committed so far, it was likely that Derrick could stomach killing someone.
But where would he burry the corpse?
Hearing no response from Charles after a while, Jay put two and two together and deduced the matter at hand. "Charles, Derrick
killed Bob, right?" he asked in a cautious tone.
"Yeah. He most likely did." Charles took a deep drag on his cigarette and puffed the smoke out.

"Damn it! I didn't know your uncle is so heartless. He's like a demon in disguise! How could he be so inhumane?" At this point,
Jay was even more dumbfounded. He might be born slightly dissolute and indulgent, but he could never commit murder or arson
like a barbaric person.