The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316: Run Till You Drop

Three hours.

That was how long the audience — Allen, Atlas, Slater, and the twins — had idled near the jogging path. The twins had cheered for their mother nonstop until they got hungry again and ended up eating for the second time.

Slater, on the other hand, got tired of begging Lola to stop. To relieve his stress, he opened a bar of chocolate. Meanwhile, Atlas and Allen had to work. Allen left to adjust Atlas’s schedule, while Atlas himself retreated to the study to work in peace.

Another hour later, the twins went off to play while Slater continued lounging under the shade. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Wow..." Slater blinked in awe. "It looks like they’re just having a marathon."

He idled for a bit, then pulled out his phone to play games. When that got boring, he scrolled through social media, reading comments that made him smile — and others that didn’t.

Naturally, he started replying to the negative ones.

For the next hour, Slater spent his time bickering with strangers online and posting selfies. He even made a short video appreciating his beauty and dancing. But despite all that time passing, Lola still wasn’t done.

"Sis!" Slater shouted at the top of his lungs, dramatically stretching out his arm as the group neared him. "Have mercy on yourself! You’re going to kill yourself at this point!"

But Lola didn’t even glance at him. The group didn’t, either. They jogged past without a care while Slater continued lamenting like a villainous in-law in a melodrama about to faint.

Meanwhile...

Chacha and Second stood on their toes, hands gripping the windowsill, their heads barely peeking over it. Both frowned as they watched their mother from the second floor.

"Daddy, can you make Mommy stop?" Second asked. "She’s been running forever."

"She might become small too," Chacha added worriedly. "If she keeps running, her legs might turn into a flat tire."

Flat tire?

Allen froze, horrified, realizing the children were evolving into something else entirely.

Atlas, however, only glanced at them. "Don’t worry about her," he said. "She has her own mind. She’ll stop once she can’t push herself any further."

"Father Sir, why would you say that?" the twins asked in unison, instantly demoting him back to Father Sir.

"..." Atlas stared at them blankly. "Finish your homework."

The twins pouted but reluctantly moved away from the window. They climbed back onto their seats, which were placed on either side of their father’s desk. Using his work table as theirs, they quietly did homework while Atlas returned to his own work.

In the middle of it, Atlas discreetly glanced at the clock — then at the window. From where he sat, he could still see the jogging path. Though he didn’t show it, a faint trace of concern flickered in his mind.

He wondered how long this would last.

Because if Lola couldn’t make his men stop soon, he’d have to step in. And knowing her, she wouldn’t like that. Still, if it dragged on, he wouldn’t have a choice.

*****

Two hours later...

Lola could barely feel her legs anymore. She’d been running for seven hours straight with these men.

Are these people monsters?!

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at them. Horror was written all over her flushed face as she realized how easily they maintained straight, calm expressions — even after days of running.

I’m never fighting any of these guys, she told herself, looking ahead. They’re built differently.

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