Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

S2 55. I'm Not a Criminal Emily shook her head. Her brows furrowed slightly. “Because of that, | hope the letter is not true. | hope Grandma is a good person who never breaks the law.” “But if Grandma did commit a crime, we still have to report her, Emily. We must not hide crimes.” Louis’ whisper made Melanie's blood boil even more. Dropping her fists on the table one more time, she stood up. “If you don’t want me to get two apartments, fine! There's no need to accuse me carelessly, let alone threaten me with going to prison. That's not funny at all, let alone polite!” A second later, Melanie walked towards the stairs. Her chest was tight, her body was hot. Her footsteps looked unsteady. “Mom...." Barbara stood up, about to follow her mother. However, before she could take a step, Frank grabbed her arm. “Let me.” After nodding his head to Morris, Frank went after Melanie. The others looked at him anxiously. “Mr. Morris, what is the meaning of this will? How could it corner mother-in-law?” Kara whispered, carefully. Morris exhaled heavily. His head shook. “Sorry, Mrs. Harper. | wasn't allowed to check this letter previously. The late Rowan Harper only explained his will up to the fourth letter.” Louis puffed out his cheeks. “Then what now? Should we call the police?” “Louis,” Emily elbowed her brother, “the accusation could be wrong. Let's just wait until Daddy comes back.” Meanwhile, Frank has just arrived upstairs. He had tried several times to grab Melanie's arm, but his mother kept pushing him away. “Stop following me! | know you'll be happy if | go to jail. All this time, you've always thought of me as a burden, right?” Frank gritted his teeth. He didn’t have much patience anymore. With a firm expression, he turned his mother’s shoulder. “Aren't you tired of acting like a victim? That's enough, Mom. Stop thinking we are enemies.” Melanie tried to remove Frank's hand from her shoulder, but failed. The only thing she could do to maintain her prestige was to raise her chin. “Are you still not aware? You are the ones who keep cornering me. | just defended myself, but you said | was acting like a victim?” Frank sighed tiredly. “That is not what | mean. All problems can be resolved if we talk nicely, Mom.” “I have spoken nicely, but you guys don't listen!” Melanie wav finger. “If you want to talk nicely, then why don’t you answer our questio You just grumbled incoherently then just ran away. Or could it be. you have indeed committed a crime? You're acting like this to cover it up?” Melanie's breath hitched again. She froze, as if afraid that her movements would state the truth. “If you're innocent, explain slowly. We'll definitely listen and Mr. Morris won't judge you,” Frank persuaded, gently. “Nonsense! Didn't you see his expression? He saw me like a fugitive. And your kids, your wife, even Barbara. Everyone suspects me.” Frank's grip weakened. He was starting to get tired of continuing the debate. “If you don’t want us to be suspicious, then control yourself,” he whispered softly. However, Melanie raised her index finger again. “Now, let me ask you Do you respect me?” “Of course.” “Then, don't pressure me to admit a mistake that | never made. Get out of my way!” Melanie brushed Frank's arm away. “We are not urging you to confess. Mom?” Melanie slammed the door. “Don’t go to me if you still have bad thoughts like that!” Her voice echoed from within. Frank let out a resigned breath. There was no point in him continuing to talk. Gritting his teeth, he returned to the living room. “How is it, Daddy?” Emily blinked her round eyes. “Has Grandm explained?” Frank shook his head. “Your grandmother is angry. She doesn’t to say anything.” “That's actually suspicious. What should we do, Daddy?” Louis tilted his head. Frank looked at Morris with a faint frown. “Could you ignore this for a while, Sir?” Morris took a deep breath. “Yeah, besides, we don't have any proof. The late Rowan probably had a special reason for writing condition like this.” “Aren't we going to report Grandma to the police?” Kara stroked Louis’ back. “No, Little Angel. We should not report someone without a clear reason.” Emily breathed a sigh of relief. “Poor Grandma if she has to live in prison. She must have been in a lot of pain.” “Then what about the apartment, Mr. Morris? Will it still fall into Philip's hands?” Morris smiled again at Louis. “Yes. The ownership will transfer after Philip has finished carrying out his duties.” The twins raised their hands together. “Hooray! Congratulations, Philip! You got a huge reward!” “Congratulations Philip! A good person like you really deserves at reward.” Philip smiled awkwardly. He wasn't sure whether it was something to be proud of or not. It could be said that the assets were obtained for free. Taking his boss to meet Diana was certainly not a big pro for him. Moreover, when she glanced to the side, Barbara didn't atall. “Is she unhappy that | got the inheritance?” Philip thought, unea However, the twins are still waiting for his response. Faking a smile, he nodded faintly. “Thank you, Master and Young Lady. | will try to carry out the duties of the late Rowan as best as possible.” After Morris left, everyone went to their rooms, except Barbara. The girl instead went to the back yard. She was lost in thought for at moment before taking out her phone and calling someone. “Dad...”

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