The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Sold Them

"Ohh, Lola, it’s like you’re living the life of a celebrity too!" Aileen mused, resting her cheek on her palm as she looked at Lola across from her. "Just look at this security. People must think you’re a celebrity or something."

"If I’m a celebrity and this is the life I live, I can only imagine the backlash I’d get the next day," Lola hissed, lowering her head to hide her embarrassment. "Goodness. What part of ’take a day off’ did they not understand?"

She ground her teeth, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"No wonder they get punished for not listening," she muttered through gritted teeth. "They don’t listen."

"Haha. You should get used to it."

Lola frowned and looked up at Aileen. "Huh?"

"Your man is the great Atlas Bennet," Aileen drawled. "Of course, something like this isn’t surprising. If anything, I think this is what you might call keeping it low."

For a moment, Lola just blinked at her, confused. Now that she thought about it, Aileen hadn’t looked particularly surprised when she introduced Atlas previously. She’d assumed Aileen simply didn’t know who he was. Apparently, she was wrong.

Aileen’s smile widened. "I know the Bennets," she revealed with a light chuckle. "One of them’s actually a regular client. Well, not the lady, but her husband."

"Penny?"

"No." Aileen shook her head. "Nina and Finn Davis. The client is Finn. He changes his wife’s wardrobe every new season. What a sweet husband!"

"Nina..." Lola trailed off, sifting through her memory until it clicked. Penny’s birth had been... complicated, to say the least. "Right. I know her."

At least, the younger version of Nina.

"And when you’re connected to even one Bennet, you get the gist of the family dynamic — and just how powerful they all are," Aileen went on in awe. "Though I was surprised to see Atlas Bennet in person. I’ve only ever seen him in the news. The last article about him was five years ago. I checked out of pure curiosity."

For a brief moment, Lola stared at her, lips curling as realization dawned.

"Aileen, you’ve really grown, haven’t you?" she said softly, leaning her elbows on the table. "Just look at us. Until now, I’ve always seen you as my Aileen — my friend, my twin. But now I realize things have changed. You’re not the same Aileen I used to know."

"The feeling’s mutual." Aileen smiled back, her gaze drifting toward the playhouse beside the café where the twins were laughing and chasing other kids. Her smile softened. "You’re not the same Lola I used to know either... and honestly, I’m glad they didn’t kill your spirit completely."

When her eyes returned to Lola, her voice turned tender.

"And I’m glad you’re in a good place now, Lola," she said sincerely. "I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Seeing you like this feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders."

As someone who had always seen Lola as family, Aileen — and her mother — had often worried about her. Living under Jasmine and that daughter of hers must’ve been hell. They’d worried every single day, but back then, they hadn’t been capable enough to do anything about it.

"It was a hopeless situation," Aileen whispered. "That’s why I’m so glad things worked out — for both of us. Being in a tough spot is one thing, but being helpless... that’s another."

Admit it or not, money might not solve everything, but it sure fixed a lot.

"But one thing that didn’t change," Lola quipped with a grin, "is that we still share the same brainwave. Oh, Aileen, how long are you staying in Novera?"

"I’m here for the show, and I’m planning to open a branch here," Aileen hummed. "We’ll see!"

"And Auntie?" Lola raised a brow. "Where is she?"

"Abroad," Aileen winked. "She’s finally living her life for the first time, and I’m letting her."

"That’s good to hear."

"Anyway," Aileen said, straightening a little, "I haven’t visited your mother’s grave since coming back to Novera. Should we go together?"

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