Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

Chapter 175

Chapter 175 S2| My Patience Is Running Thin

"Mommy ...." The twins hugged their mother's legs.

Kara glanced over and smiled. "Hey, why are you guys here?"

"As expected, being kind to bad people is difficult. They're too annoying, Mommy."

"Yes. I almost cried earlier," Emily rubbed her eyes as she had done before.

While cutting the tomatoes, Susan sighed. "What else can we do? They're our family too."

Kara gave a limited nod. Her hands casually turned over chicken meat in the frying pan. "Yes. We have

to be patient with them."

"But my patience is very thin, Mommy. How can I bear to see their behavior?"

Kara put down the spatula and bent down to pat her son's cheek. "By being silent. If you feel like

getting angry or crying, just hold your breath. Count to nine. No need to talk."

"Why nine?" Emily tilted her head.

"If you want longer, that's fine. But can you do it?"

The twins raised two hands together with one finger folded. "Okay, just nine."

Kara laughed and ruffled the twins' hair. "Want to help Mommy make sandwiches?"

The two toddlers jumped happily. "Yeah!"

While the twins were cheerful again, Frank was still looking down. His gaze was the same as the plate

in front of him—empty. The look on his face was the same as his shoulders—helpless.

"Brother, are you sure you want to wait for them? Just eat. These shrimps are much better than

sandwiches and salad. Those two dishes are too ordinary."

Frank let out a faint breath. He was bored and lazy to talk.

Suddenly, a piece of prawn came to his plate. Frank gasped.

"Why are you so surprised? This isn't the first time I put food on your plate. When you were little, I

always did this."

Frank's breath suddenly rumbled. While clenching his fists, he controlled his tone. "Did you really

forget, Mom? I can't eat shrimp."

The curve of Melanie's lips pursed. After a few blinks, she sucked in air through her mouth. "You're also

allergic to shrimp like your father? Gosh! I'm sorry, Frank."

Barbara froze. She knew that expression. Her mother really panicked.

"Really, I'm sorry. Barbara was too enthusiastic about sharing her favorite food with you. I forgot about

your allergies."

After swallowing the shrimp, Barbara added, "Yes, I'm sorry too, Brother. I really didn't know about your

allergies. If I had known, I wouldn't have suggested changing the menu."

Frank smiled wryly. The two people didn't hesitate to tease Kara and the twins, but were worried about

offending him. What were they really planning?

"So, what have you been busy with lately? Do you have a stake in the company?"

Melanie and Barbara froze for a moment. The change of topic was too sudden.

"No. My father's company is a mining company. That's not a woman's field."

Frank raised an eyebrow and nodded mysteriously. It turned out his mother hadn't changed. Smart but

lazy. She just wanted to live happily without giving some efforts. Barbara copied her footsteps.

"Then, what do you do every day?"

Melanie laughed faintly. "You've been secretly watching me all this time, Frank. You must have known.

Why are you still asking?" She tried to warm her voice, but it sounded strange.

"Didn't you come here to familiarize yourself with me? What's wrong with me asking about your daily

life?" Frank leaned back and shrugged his shoulders.

Melanie pondered for a moment. After glancing at her daughter, she cleared her throat. "I am busy

taking care of the house. We don't have as many servants as there are here. So, I have many things to

handle."

"Is that so? Then what about you?" Frank glanced at Barbara.

The girl started to get nervous. "I ... studied fashion design, but the teacher was not good. She never

respected my tastes and opinions. So I stopped."

Frank pursed his lips and nodded. "Then, what do you do after that? You can't just stay at home, right?

Laze around while looking at online catalogues."

Barbara's expression changed. "Why did you ask that? We're not having an interview."

"Just want to get to know you better. I need to know whether you are worthy of being part of the Harper

family or not. I hope my half-sister is not lazy."

"Brother!" Barbara suddenly stood up, pushing the chair back. "This is really outrageous. If you don't

like me, there's no need to be sarcastic like that. Just say it straight away!"

After stomping her feet, Barbara left the dining room. Melanie immediately became furious.

"Frank, can't you be nice to Barbara? She's not someone else, but your sister."

Frank shrugged lightly. "Sorry, Mom. I just said it as it is."

"You offended her! Why discuss worthiness? Do you want to be like your grandfather?"

Frank pursed his lips. "Even though Grandpa is gone, the Harper family's standards must still be

maintained. But my way is different. What I see is not about material things, but more about individual

qualities."

With a flat expression, Frank pointed his finger at the door Barbara had just passed through. "Your little

girl needs to be educated harder."

Melanie snorted. "You were the one who was educated too hard." While grumbling, she chased

Barbara.

Left alone at the dining table, Frank's heart felt relieved. "Finally, I have a weapon to fight them without

being labeled a cruel son."

Philip, who had been watching for a long time, also raised the corners of his lips. Those two women

really deserved to be taught a lesson.

Suddenly, the twins' voices came from another door. "Daddy ...."

Frank turned his head. At that very second, he was stunned. Louis and Emily walked sideways like

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"Sandwiches are coming!"

"Wow, it's really nice of you to bring me lunch. Thank you, Kids."

The twins' chubby cheeks rose with a smile.

"You’re welcome, Daddy."

"Why is Daddy alone? Where are Grandma and the Pink Hair Auntie?"

Frank pointed to the door. "They've finished eating."

A second later, he looked at the servant. “Nora, please set the shrimp plate over there. Move the

children's chair here."

The twins gasped in awe.

"Does it mean that we can eat together in peace?"

"Our plan didn't fail, Emily!"

While the twins cheered in the dining room, Barbara slammed her bedroom door. Melanie startled.

Before her daughter locked herself in, she quickly broke in.

"Barbara! What's wrong with you? Can't you control your emotion? If you keep being like this, we might

fail to achieve our goal."

"But your son has gone too far, Mom. He dares to criticize me. You know that I really don't like being

judged, right?"

"Do you ever mind if I just stay at home? Are you embarrassed that I dropped out of college and

became unemployed?" Barbara lowered her eyebrows.