The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Ryker

In every story, there was a villain. A character to despise, the one who stirred up the entire plot. In The Angel’s Revenge, the main villain was named Ryker.

From the outside, he appeared harmless: handsome, successful, smart, and easily trusted. But behind that sinfully beautiful exterior lay a madman—a man to be feared for his ruthless ambition to get what he wanted.

Ryker hurt people, innocent or not. He had trampled over everyone in his way without mercy, which was why his own demise was just as horrific. Even so, many who read the story loved him. It wasn’t because the audience had some missing screws in their preference for fiction; it was because Ryker was a villain with all the reasons to be one. He was a villain the audience understood from the bottom of their hearts, but someone they couldn’t condone. Hence, he was one of the most important pieces in the story, because his end hurt the audience just as much as it made them heave a sigh of relief.

And that was what Lola wanted Cedrick to do. Not simply read lines or look as handsome as Ryker, but to embody someone who could make people hate him and, at the same time, love him so much it felt like a sin. Someone who could drive people crazy.

"Well, isn’t that interesting..."

"Cut."

Cedrick bit his tongue as he turned to where Lola was seated. His mouth pressed into a thin line the moment he saw her pinching the bridge of her nose. As silence filled the studio, he glanced at everyone, seeing nothing but worry in their eyes.

This was the umpteenth time Lola had interrupted him, not including all the times he finished the lines.

"Uncle, why are you reading us a poem?" Chacha frowned, looking overly bored now. "Are you tired?"

"If you’re tired, you should just ask for a break. Otherwise, we might suggest some oil because you’re too stiff," Second added, clearly not pleased by what they had seen so far. He then looked around. "Can we take a short break? Makeup retouch and lighting crew, please step in." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

As if the crew considered the twins to be today’s best bosses, everyone took a short break. Some approached Cedrick to touch up his makeup and hand him a bottle of water, while others checked the lighting and other equipment.

"You’re really getting good at this," Silo remarked to the twins, who simply smiled at him. They didn’t say anything in return, though, shifting their attention to Lola.

Lola, trusting the twins to help her, focused on the small monitor and watched Cedrick’s replay. She held one side of an earphone to her ear, listening to all the cuts they had so far.

"Is it that bad?" Silo quietly sneaked to her side. "I think he did well in the first five tries. He’s just getting more exhausted since he keeps repeating things."

But she simply gave him a side-eye before turning to the twins. "Chacha, Second, do you think what Silo is saying makes sense?"

"Not at all!" they chimed together, shaking their heads. "Uncle Silly has short-term memory problems, so he doesn’t surprise us anymore, Mommy."

"Oy... aren’t you being too much on me now?" he muttered, though he could only blame Lola for this.

Lola cast him a side-eye as she ignored Silo and turned to the screen. She had seen Cedrick’s acting lessons the past few days, and to be honest, he had done better in all of them. It was why she had arranged all of this.

Although his first five tries sounded and appeared confident, something was lacking. Acting crazy was easy, but there wasn’t any of the complexity she was looking for.

She slumped back in her seat, watching Cedrick quietly read the script while some staff were touching up his makeup.

"This is not working," she grumbled, knowing that the twins were staring at her from either side and Silo was standing right behind Second. But Lola didn’t let them distract her, rubbing her chin mildly.

"Mommy," Second whispered, and since he had called, she couldn’t ignore him.

"Yes, baby?"

"Mommy, I think he is just nervous," Second muttered, followed by Chacha’s comment. "Whenever I get nervous, I mess things up too. Father Sir always encourages us."

Second nodded. "He tells us that we’re very smart kids, and we just need to use our brains."

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