The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74: You may not have held a grudge, but I do.

Soon, Lola and Slater reached an old convenience store. They pulled over to the side of the road, with her staring at the store intently.

"Uh..." Slater cleared his throat. "What are we looking at?"

"Shhh." She hushed, not taking her eyes off the store. "Quiet. I can’t see properly."

Slater zipped his mouth and narrowed his eyes at the store. "You know, I’m quite good at spying on people."

But she ignored him, taking it as his usual nonsense. A second later, she perked up as she saw someone walk out. There, walking out was Cedrick, carrying bags of black trash bags.

"Stay right here," she muttered in a hurry, unbuckling her seatbelt.

"But—" Slater bit his tongue as she looked back, pointing a finger at it.

Lola circled her pointy finger at him to make a point. "Slater, the last thing I want is to get smothered to death by your fans. I don’t want attention, and that face of yours, even if you cover it, will garner unnecessary attention."

"Stay here," she stressed, leaving no room for negotiation.

Having said her piece, she jumped out of the car and marched to where Cedrick was headed. Slater, on the other hand, stared at her figure and furrowed his brows.

"And that disguise won’t garner attention?" He wondered in dismay. "Even I would stop in the road if I saw her walking in the street."

Slater lowered the window and yelled, "Big Sis, be fast, okay?!"

Lola heard his yell and shook her head, throwing all thoughts of Slater or his brother out of her mind. She walked down a side alley and stopped in the middle. Her eyes quickly caught Cedrick, who was dumping large trash bags into a bin.

Cedrick paused as he suddenly felt the light dim a little. He caught someone’s shadow stretched to his feet. Turning his head, he almost jumped in surprise at the sight of a zombie-looking witch standing by the entrance of the alley.

Is she... homeless?

With her spiky, frizzy, uneven hair, thick white makeup, and other ridiculous things on her face, he had to wonder. He glanced at the end of the large trash bin, where a carton lay as if someone had been sleeping there overnight.

"Oh," he whispered, looking back at her. "I’m sorry—I didn’t touch your things. Just threw some trash."

"Huh?" Lola’s face contorted, her gaze veering to the cartons, making her face twist in dismay.

Cedrick walked toward her and moved to the side, keeping his head slightly low. "Excuse me."

Lola sighed in exhaustion and rolled her eyes, taking a step to make way for him. No matter how little the gap, he managed to squeeze himself out of her path.

"Goodness," she murmured. "And here I thought you were thinking about it."

He had already taken a few steps away when he caught her quiet murmur. His brows drew together, and he looked back at her.

Lola slowly turned on her heel, facing him squarely.

"The Angel’s Revenge," she said, her voice slightly dry. "I left you a note the other night. Didn’t you see it?"

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