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To The Guy I Met At The Bar I Have Your Sons

“Had I ever told you that I want you dead?” “What a coincidence, I want you dead too.” Kimberly Rollins and Vincent Walters are like cats and dogs, archenemies one might say. Clawing and barking is a normal thing, and they can’t bear to see each other’s face, but no matter how they don’t want to see each other, they are bound by a link that can’t be broken; Their sons. Six years ago, they had a steamy night that bore fruit. Wanting to have them alone, Kimberly refused to seek the father of her children and raised them on a country side, completely having a peaceful life while running her bakery. She got what she wants; a peaceful life. … If only she didn’t drink that day. “To the guy I met at the bar, I have your sons!” Kimberly boldly showed her children on a video which gathered thousands and thousands of views, passing from one eye to another. The video was only meant for fun. She’s confident that he won’t find them, he doesn’t even know he got her pregnant. So, he wouldn’t, would he? But the very next day, men in suits raided her bakery, an arrogant man leading them forward, demanding to see her. To her shock, Vincent was the son of a multi-millionaire and he’s in the middle of finding an heir to inherit the highest position of the company! Kimberly soon found herself in a tug of war. One wants to make the twin his heirs, while the other wants to raise them in the town and have a peaceful and simple life. So—who will win the custody of the twin? Would the two of them reach an agreement despite their conflicting ideals? Which one of them will run out of patience first and choke the other one to death?

MYOSITISIN · Urban
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171 Chs

Chapter 91 Ninety-One

Two pairs of eyes peeked into the door after it creaked open. The bed room is quite large, not larger than theirs, but it was passable enough to be occupied by two people. The thick curtains were drawn, and the light outside barely enters the room between the small slit of the ends of the curtains.

At the center of the room was an enormous bed with a huge bump on it. The bump of the blanket slowly rises and falls, showing that something alive is buried inside those thick blankets. It is peacefully sleeping.

The pair of eyes looked at each other before pushing the door and widening the gap, letting two tiny figures enter. Tiptoeing, the two slowly closed the door behind them.

Clack.

"Shh..." Alvin placed a finger on his lips and hushed Kelvin.

Kelvin obediently shut his mouth and even putting his hands to cover them. The kid looks like he doesn't want to do it with the frown on his face, but the spark of mischief in his eyes failed to support what he wants to show.