Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 292

Cedrick finished his soup and went to stay in the mansion’s study by habit. He had left the office early, after all, and there was unfinished work that needed to be done.

By the time he completed all the tasks, it was already half past two in the morning.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and felt a thin layer of sweat on his skin, so he reached out for a tissue paper and wiped his face, only to see a flash of red. Cedrick’s composed feature froze. Where did this red smudge come from?

He thought back to the odd expressions on Albert and the servants’ faces and hurried to the bathroom. He kicked the door open and stared at his reflection in the mirror to find a face painted red as though his face was a whiteboard meant for children.

The faint citrus scent he smelt was indeed from Catelyn’s lipstick when he foolishly thought that it was merely her scent lingering on him.

His expression darkened maliciously. ‘Darn that Catelyn Clark!’ he growled internally. ‘She dared to draw on my face? Not one of the servants in Mason Estate told me about this!’

“Achoo!” Catelyn woke up with a sneeze as though something ominous was about to happen.

Miles knew that he had made a mistake and hid in Joanne’s house, refusing to come out; Joanne had locked the door and refused to let Catelyn in. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Catelyn gritted her teeth furiously as she sent message after message to Miles. In the end, Joanne replied to all her messages, seemingly siding with Miles.

Just as Catelyn considered if she should find someone to break the lock on Joanne’s door, her phone rang

Chills ran down her spine the moment she saw the caller display.

It was Cedrick

She came close to dropping the phone at the sight of his number like she was holding onto a burning piece of charcoal.

It would be a disaster whether she chose to answer the call or not, so despite the guilt, she wordlessly pressed the (Answer) button. With a sweet voice, she said, “Hello? Good morning, Master Cedrick! Have you had your breakfast yet? The weather is a bit chilly today, so remember to wear an extra jacket…”

Cedrick was about to lose his temper, but he choked on his words when he heard her sweet, flattering tone.

It was not that he felt less furious, but he realized how childish his action was. It almost felt like persistently confronting someone for stepping on his feet.

Snap! With a dark expression, he hung up.

Catelyn was struggling to think of a way to appease his anger when she heard the line being

cut off.

‘He hung up?’ she confusedly asked herself. ‘Did he just hang up?’ Not daring to call him back, she intended to pretend that nothing had happened since Cedrick hung up. However, she kept getting a feeling that Cedrick was building his anger up to a bigger act of revenge.

The weekend arrived within a blink of an eye.

Catelyn had wanted to visit Ollie in Mason Estate but refrained from doing so out of fear of Cedrick’s wrath.

Since she had the time, she went to the hospital on Saturday for a full body check and submitted the medical report to Mason Group.