The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: You’re Really Crazy About Me.

Tonight, Lola had seen another side of Atlas: his slyness. After debating with him that sharing the bed was a no-go—especially since she was "hard" to pursue—he casually let her win the debate. But as if to tease her, he went with her to check the other rooms.

Much to her dismay, this guy had been doing black magic in her own place.

They first went to Slater’s room, which had been converted into a full wardrobe. She couldn’t even get in because of the racks and racks of clothes. So, she checked the other room.

There was a sign outside the second room that read, "Out of Order."

Lola remembered giving Atlas a blank stare before she opened it. Her expression died the second she opened the door. Too tired to even react to this ridiculousness, she checked the other rooms anyway.

All of them were... under construction.

By that, she meant the floors were torn up, the walls were scraped off, and they were all empty of furniture. They were literally under renovation, and Lola, who owned the unit, had no idea about it at all.

In the end, here she was, lying on the same bed she had slept in last night, with her suitor right beside her.

"Atlas, you know that I can sue you for this, right?" She scoffed in disbelief, lying flat on her back as she turned her head to his side. "How—how can you tear down all the rooms here without telling me?"

"It wasn’t me," Atlas shrugged, giving her an innocent look.

"If not you, then who?"

"Slater."

"..."

"It’s why I was waiting for you to come home, as you might have to find yourself sleeping on the couch. I have conscience."

Again, she was momentarily rendered speechless. "This isn’t normal, just in case you don’t know that."

"It’s not?" he raised a brow. "I didn’t know that."

"..." Her breath hitched, wide-eyed. After a second, she shook her head and told herself, "Never mind that, Lola. Surely, this is normal for them."

But should she just accept that?!

Lola sighed and lay comfortably on the side of her bed. Maybe it was because she had already shared the bed with him twice that she knew there wasn’t anything to get riled up about. They just slept; they shared the bed innocently. Nothing more, nothing less.

Not that I have a problem if we do something...

She flinched at her intrusive thought and quickly shook her head. She then glanced back at him, finding Atlas reclined against the headboard, quietly reading some papers.

Still working at this hour? She wondered, staring at him more than she should.

Slowly, Atlas glanced at her. "What?"

"Do you always work even before you sleep?" she asked before she could even stop herself. "I mean, when do you stop?"

Lola already considered herself a slight workaholic. She used to work until she dropped, then work again once she opened her eyes. It was a never-ending cycle, but it helped her; she wouldn’t be in this position now without that grind.

But this guy... it didn’t feel like he was working because he had a problem avoiding something or was doing it just for the grind. It was more like... a habit for him.

"I’m not working," he said. "I’m reading a different report and studying it."

"A... report?"

"Mhm." He then showed the page to her. "It’s a DNA report."

Confusion clouded her eyes before she blurted out, "What would you need a DNA test for?"

Deal with him? She repeated in her mind. Was he asking about Hudson? Wait. Did he know what I did to him?

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