My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 496

"Sense."

Holy said coldly. The sound of the young and tender voice was pleasant to hear, but it did not have the strong feelings of a child.

"Oh."

Kathy rubbed her head and blinked her eyes a few times. She had the look of a ghost as she lifted her skirt with her small hands.

Before she could stand up, Holy's cold voice sounded out beside her ear, "Sit down."

"I haven't stood up yet."

Kathy said with a sullen face. Her brother had seen through her every time she tried to escape.

The adults all said that it was a telepathic connection between twins. No matter what she wanted to do, Big Brother would be able to sense it. She really hated telepathy.

"Sit."

Holy said.

Kathy could only lean back on the table, take a pen and draw on the paper. Swish, swish, swish.

Alice looked at them quietly, her lips curving into a faint smile.

This was the daily routine of the twins.

It was good to see them.

Sensing that someone was staring at them, Holy suddenly turned her head. His pair of clear black and white eyes was looking at Alice, and his white and tender face revealed a look of astonishment. But that shock quickly disappeared, and the look of shock had returned to normal.

Without a doubt, Holy inherited most of William's looks, deep eyes, high nose bridge, and a pair of thin lips.

Seeing her son, Alice came to a realization.

"Holy."

Alice smiled as she looked at him.

Holy immediately stood up from the table and faced her, bowing to her in a very proper manner, showing his the etiquette of a little gentleman. He was just like a young noble, only his eyes lacked the luscious look a son should have towards his mother.

Once, Alice thought that when the children grew up, Holy would hate her.

But now, he just didn't want to get close to her.

Hearing Alice's voice, Kathy turned around, and immediately screamed out in excitement when she saw Alice, "Ah! Mom!"

Kathy stood up and sprinted towards Alice excitedly. She was holding onto her thick skirt, running without any of the etiquette that a noble should have.

The temperament of the two children was different.

Just neutralize it.

"Kathy."

Alice squatted down and extended her hands out to welcome Kathy. Kathy threw herself into her embrace and hugged her tightly, then kissed her face a few times. "Mom, I miss you so much, very, very much."

Hearing her daughter say her own words, Alice felt extremely satisfied. She kissed her pink little face, "Me too."

For a very long time, Alice believed that Kathy would also slowly become distant from her, because they weren't living together. But Kathy had used her own actions to tell her that she was overthinking it.

Kathy definitely did not know how much motivation and warmth her enthusiasm and yearning had given Alice.

Even saving her.

Alice looked at her daughter's small face with a somewhat absent-minded look.

That year, on White Sands Islands's apron, Elizabeth brought Kathy and Holly over.

When she was pressed against her head with a gun, Kathy cried.

Kathy was crying loudly.

It was because the crying that moved William's father and Elizabeth's heart.

They realized that the fathers of the two children were missing, if she died again, the two children would be orphaned.

Maybe it wasn't compassion. Maybe they just didn't want to be unable to answer when the twins asked about their parents.

Of course, she did not know what William's father and his wife were thinking exactly, but she was still alive.

"Mom, you're my most beautiful mother."

Kathy leaned on Alice.

She really liked Alice, not because the mother and daughter were connected, and the whole Cullens was cold as her brother. Only when Alice came, she was especially happy, because Alice had something on her that no one else had.

Alice was different from the others. She was very close.

Yes, cordial.

Ariza's maid also described her mother in this way, saying that she was very kind, just like a breeze.

"That was so sweet." Alice tapped against her nose, then raised her eyes to look at Holy, waving at him.

Holy stayed where he was. Seeing her signal, he did not rush over like Kathy, but looked at his own teacher. After getting his approval, he slowly walked towards Alice.

He was only five years old, but he walked with the air of an old English aristocrat.

He really knew how to manage his expression, which was no expression at all. As time passed, Alice unable to feel the childishness of his body.

"Is it okay if I suddenly visit and disturb your lessons?"

Alice squatted on the ground and asked Holy.

"It doesn't matter. You rarely see us in a year."

His young and tender voice was ice-cold, but every word carried a sense of understanding.

There were many times when Alice was unable to understand the true meaning behind Holy's words.