The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 665

Chapter 665: The Order Is Her Life, and The Order Is Me.

"You’re in a good mood."

Lola’s brows twitched at the sound of Atlas’s voice beside her. Her lips stretched into a smile as she played with her spoon in her bowl, her gaze drifting toward the people gathered in the large dining room where everyone was about to eat dinner.

Everyone, including Atlas.

"Hehe. I had an interesting realization today," she said, leaning her shoulder against him. When she caught the curiosity in his eyes, she added, "Baby, I think I finally understand why I don’t like Scarlet... and why you trust her. Which answer do you want first?"

Atlas leaned back slightly, thinking for a moment. "The first one."

He already had an idea what her answer would be. His wife had always been an open book to him, more so now that they were married.

"Because..." Lola trailed off as she glanced around the dining area, packed with starving members of the Order after a full day of work... and searching for Lola.

"...she’s like me," she shrugged, snapping her attention back to him. "And even though I’m starting to like myself, I still have some prejudice against the previous-season me. I mean, the season one Lola."

Atlas nodded in understanding. He had guessed as much. Though personally, he didn’t think Lola and Scarlet were all that alike. Physically, the difference was heaven and earth.

Scarlet was a person, and Lola... was his wife. The mother of his children, and the only actual woman in his eyes. If someone mentioned his mother or sisters, he would just flatly tell them that those were not counted because they were his mother and sisters. Not his women.

Heaven and earth.

"As for why you trust her..." Lola smiled. "I get it now. She’s quite reliable, isn’t she? I actually thought she’d sabotage this mission just to spite me."

All that planning I had if she did went down the drain, but oh well!

Her lips curved as she recalled her impression during the chase. That time she saw Scarlet speeding like her life depended on it left a lasting impression.

One way or another, Lola knew Haji would have been forced to act on his own if Scarlet hadn’t joined in.

Deep down, Lola believed Jarvis would’ve been captured regardless. Still, Scarlet stepping in to help Haji was something she hadn’t expected at all.

Atlas propped his arm against the edge of the table, his gaze following Lola’s.

Across the room, Scarlet sat at another table, and Himari had suddenly squeezed herself beside the young woman.

"When I first took over the Order, she was the loudest in opposing the decision. She even rebelled," Atlas shared, casting his wife a sidelong glance. "She was the hardest to please."

Lola pouted. "You didn’t please her, did you?"

"Her opinion doesn’t matter," he said calmly. "But I never took her words or actions to heart. Scarlet had already lost everything before I took over the Order."

Lola’s brows lifted, her head tilting as curiosity sparked in her eyes.

"When the fighting between the Zorken heirs escalated, many soldiers left the Order. Those were the ones who couldn’t choose a side," he explained. "As for the trainees, Sybil sent them far away under the guise of training missions."

Scarlet had been very young back then.

"She wants it that way," Atlas said evenly. He nudged the fork closer, feeding her the meat. "Unless she tells me otherwise, I’ll continue to see it that way."

Lola chewed slowly, cupping her cheek.

This was exactly what she had meant when she spoke to Scarlet in the car. The same mindset that had once trapped Lola in Vito’s organization.

"You shouldn’t have told me that," she pouted. "Now I feel bad for her."

Atlas shrugged. "That’s precisely why I didn’t tell you before."

"Now it feels like I’m the bad guy," she grimaced. "How am I supposed to unhear that?"

Just then, a voice called from her side.

"Madam."

Lola froze.

Instead of turning toward the speaker, she slowly turned to Atlas. "Baby," she whispered, pointing to the other side discreetly, "tell me the person on this side isn’t the one I’m avoiding."

Atlas followed her gaze, then calmly corrected her.

"It’s people," he said. "Not just one."