President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

Stella kept rattling on about last night during breakfast.

“The bed in our room was so small. Uncle Joseph didn’t even get to stretch his legs because he was so huge, and Noah got squeezed into a compact biscuit.”

Benjamin was eating porridge, and he almost got choked by the way Stella describe their room. He tried to hold it in, but he ended up spurted out porridge out of his nose.

Stella ran away from the table in fear.

“You’re gross, Uncle Benjamin.”

“I’m so sorry, Stella…”

Hayden lowered her head and tried to keep a straight face.

Hayden swore that she didn’t expect Joseph to sleep with the children after he got locked out of the room by Benjamin. The double-decker bed in that room was design for children ageing about twelve to thirteen years old.

Didn’t Joseph felt suffer to sleep in such a small space in his height?

“Do you feel that it’s funny?” Joseph looked at Hayden with a long face, “Last night…”

“I've done eating,” Hayden was afraid that Joseph would say anything that was child-inappropriate, so she quickly stood up and grabbed her bag, “I need to go back to the office. I didn’t read the news last night. Something might happen.”

Then, Hayden quickly left the scene without looking back.

The room became silent after Hayden shut the door. Stella left the table and returned to her room as well. Only Joseph and Benjamin were at the table.

“Don’t blame me. You said you didn’t want to get into the room last night, so I thought you would rather sleep on the couch than sleeping with me. Who knows you would go and sleep with the children?”

Benjamin blinked his eyes and acted innocent. Joseph’s face scrunched up, and he tried his very best to hold the thought of beating Benjamin up.

Benson came to Hayden’s office instantly after Hayden arrived at the office. He reported the changes in the netizen public opinion data last night.

we shouldn’t depend entirely on the data we have now. I’m worried that the public’s response might accelerate

Hayden looked calm, “There’s no need for discussion. Go back to your work. Just be prepared for the press conference this afternoon. Focus on your duties before

saw him. “Great timing. Dante, please close the door. I have something to talk to

saw a shadow

the direction a cold glance and closed the door

father since long time ago, and she is going to use

explained the action plan he eavesdropped just now to the person over

“I see. Thank you.”

their last card, can I leave this

“Don’t rush.”

Barton replied with a perfunctory tone, “It’s not done.

“I can’t.”

press conference. You won’t allow the press conference to held smoothly either, right? If I

if you leave after they

it’s not like that. Mr.

it. I got to

“Hello? Mr. Barton…”

phone hung up before Campbell could speak up. Looking at the phone screen, Campbell scratched his head in a fret. He

idiot. Based on Mr. Barton’s attitude just now, Campbell was suspecting that the

time out of his schedule and came out of the office in the

at the restaurant, he was surprised

given me directions over the

dine in this place, and I thought it is quite near to your place, so I

just that Joseph came here purposely to have lunch, and

arrangement for the

“It’s done.”

guaranteed, “They are experts in combat, and I believe they can control the crowd. If anyone dares to start a fight, he’ll have consequences to