No matter what, getting on Lilith's bad side is always a no-go!
Right then, someone showed up. "What's going on here?"
Enoch appeared at the doorway, Oberon pushing his wheelchair from behind.
Drusilla looked up to see Enoch, who, given it was nighttime and he was at home, was dressed casually in an unbuttoned white shirt that revealed his collarbones.
Oberon wheeled him into the living room, where he surveyed the tense faces, his own expression darkening at the sight.
Especially Lilith, who usually glowed like a little sun, but now sported a sullen expression. "Uncle Enoch."
Upon seeing Enoch, Harlan also stood up, respectfully greeting, "Uncle Enoch."
"What's the trouble? Who's been giving you grief?" Enoch was particularly fond of his niece.
Lilith pouted, "It's nothing, I just feel like... like I'm being overlooked these days, like anyone thinks they can just walk all over me."
Enoch frowned, protective as ever. "With me around, who dares to mess with you?"
Drusilla, sitting off to the side, watched as Lilith's gaze quickly turned towards her.

Verify captcha to read the content
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Twins - The Unforeseen Legacy of My Ex's Uncle-in-Law