The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178: Wants You Out

"Grandpa, look what Lola’s kids did to me!" Derek harrumphed the moment he entered the chairman’s study. "And even then, she wouldn’t apologize—instead, she threatened to kill me—ack!"

"You damn brat!" Chairman Lancaster whipped his cane against him, fuming. "How do you have time to argue with Lola’s kids when you’re already done for, huh?! No—how dare you even talk about her children that way?!"

The chairman raised his cane again, smacking it against Derek’s cast. "Come here! I’ll break that leg for good!"

"Ahh, Grandpa!" Derek screamed, scrambling back until he was squeezed against the end of the couch, arms and legs raised in defense. Lucky for him, he still had the cast on. Otherwise, the chairman really would’ve broken his leg for good.

"What did I do?!" Derek shouted once he was sure the cane wouldn’t reach him. But the chairman only panted and crooked a finger. "What is it now?! Are you siding with her again?!"

"Come here," said the chairman between heavy breaths. "I’m not done with you. I’ll beat some sense into you, since you’ve only been growing more and more backward."

"Grandpa!" Derek frowned. "How could you be so harsh to me?! How can you do this to your own grandson?!"

"Come here," the chairman snapped, ignoring him. "Travis, drag this brat over here so I can wake him up from the bubble he’s built around himself."

Travis, who had been standing off to the side, quietly moved a glass of water toward the chairman.

"Chairman, please calm down," Travis said softly. "Your health is more important."

Hearing that, Derek snorted at him. Meanwhile, the chairman glared at him but said nothing. Instead, he grabbed the glass and chugged it down, though it barely eased the pounding of his heart.

Satisfied for now, Travis nodded and took a seat across from Derek. But the moment he sat, Derek glared at him.

"Travis, what the hell are you even doing here?!" Derek growled. "Did Lola ask you to defend her again—"

He froze when the chairman’s cane twitched upward again. Instinctively, Derek shielded his head with his arm.

"This brat!" the chairman barked, grinding his teeth before stopping himself mid-swing. He shook his head. "Surely, the company was wrong to give you that promotion so quickly. You’re going to kill this family!"

"Grandpa, how can you say that?" Derek’s face twisted. "You’re always harsh with me, but when Lola makes a mistake, you just laugh it off!"

He slapped his chest. "I’m your grandson! Your flesh and blood! Not Lola! I even found out you bought her a condominium, and she doesn’t even help us! Meanwhile, look what her kids did to me!"

"Derek, I know you’re dumb, but this is too much!" the chairman roared in distress. This grandson of his just wouldn’t let him calm down. "What nonsense are you spouting—stop slandering Lola and her children! They’re the least of your problems right now!"

"Tch!" Derek sneered. "Grandpa, why are you always covering for her—"

"Derek."

This time, Travis cut in, realizing the shouting match would never end. It wasn’t surprising. The chairman was lenient with Derek only because he was his direct grandson.

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