The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Need Help?

"I’ll go with you today."

Those were the last words Lola wanted to hear from Atlas. After her mind had played tricks on her because of this man, she wanted some space. But despite the brief push and pull, here she was, sitting shotgun in his car.

She glanced at him. "You really didn’t have to."

Atlas didn’t respond, his eyes on the road. One hand was on the steering wheel, the other elbow resting on the window.

"Sleep on the way," he said after a moment of silence. "You look like you didn’t get a good night’s sleep."

"I did," she replied, but intuitively checked herself in the side mirror. "I look fine."

Again, he didn’t respond.

A defeated sigh escaped her, and she leaned back in her seat. "How can you let your kids take over your job even for a day?" she muttered, her eyes on the window. "Aren’t you afraid someone will report you to child services?"

"It wouldn’t be the first time."

Her brow rose, and she gave him a side-eye. "You’ve been reported before?"

"By my parents."

Her face twitched at his answer. She wondered if he was kidding, but she quickly dismissed the thought. If she, a stranger, had been tempted to call child services a few times, she wasn’t surprised his parents had. Lola opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself.

"Chacha and Second grew up in an environment that is different from most children," his calm voice broke the silence. "I trust them more in my company than I do Harvey."

"Of course, you do," she blurted out sarcastically. "Well, I guess they are indeed special. They make Silo cry."

She hadn’t met anyone at that tender age who understood legal papers until she met the twins. They were amazing, that was for sure. And whatever this man had done to them, she probably didn’t want to know. It was better to think his genius mind was simply passed on to his children.

"Now that I think about it..." she trailed off, biting her tongue.

Atlas glanced at her. "What is it?"

"Nothing."

"Just say it."

"I’m just thinking..." she pointed at the backseat, where a fish head mask and a few others were placed. "What’s that for?"

"Disguise."

Lola snorted. "You call that a disguise?"

"Is it not?"

"It’s not..." she paused, staring at his side profile.

Even his side profile was great. While he wasn’t as popular as his younger brother, Slater, his face was recognized by most businessmen. But even without that knowledge, that face of his...

"Yes, it’s a good disguise, actually," she changed her answer. "That fish mask will garner attention, but not the same kind as your face would without it."

His mouth curled up. "Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?" she gasped, her mouth dropping as realization hit her. "I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not saying you’re handsome or something—"

How can this guy make me uncomfortable and give me this sense of comfort at the same time?

He didn’t answer, studying her from the corner of his eye. When he looked back at the road, the corners of his mouth curled into an intrigued smirk. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Soon, the two of them pulled up at a country club, their formal business attire surely not fitting the place. However, neither Atlas nor Lola seemed bothered as they hopped out of the car. The second they did, she stopped and glanced at him.

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