The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 674

Chapter 674: Let’s Not Be Friends

"Heck, no! That wasn’t me!"

Scarlet narrowed her eyes and folded her arms beneath her chest. As for Haji—who had no idea why the two of them were even here—he knitted his brows in confusion.

Chuck clicked his tongue and ruffled his hair irritably. "I wanted to shoot him, alright? Even though I knew that fall would kill him, and that he was just clinging to life stubbornly instead of taking his last breath, I didn’t."

"Wait, wait." Haji scratched his wet hair, still looking confused.

When the two arrived, he had been about to leave the bathroom. He’d overheard everything—how Chuck had provided cover for everyone, including him. Of course, that shocked Haji, because he did remember someone shooting Jarvis’s pistol, something that had increased his chances of survival.

It surprised him that Chuck was actually a good sniper. Honestly, Haji had always thought the guy was only good at infuriating people.

The revelation was impressive, but this wasn’t the time to dwell on it.

"So," Haji said, "you wanted to shoot Jarvis, but didn’t?"

Chuck nodded.

"Then who shot him?"

Scarlet arched a brow and fixed her gaze on Chuck. He scratched the back of his head, recalling the memory.

"Someone else—"

Before he could finish, Scarlet grabbed him by the collar and shook him.

"Chuck, I am not in the mood to play guessing games," she said through gritted teeth. "Did you see who it was?"

Chuck looked away, his expression twisted. "I don’t know who it was, but I remember someone approaching Jarvis while you two were recovering after this ugly duckling’s near-death fall."

"I didn’t think it was that important because the person was wearing the same gear as the other mercenaries," he clicked his tongue irritably. "I just assumed she had a grudge against her boss. That guy looked like a horrible leader, after all."

"She?" Scarlet repeated.

Chuck nodded. "Yeah. It was a girl!"

"Do you remember her face?" Scarlet asked, cutting him off before he could say more.

Chuck pursed his lips, thinking for a moment. "Well... I guess I do—"

Before he could finish, Scarlet yanked down his collar and dragged him out of the quarters.

As she did, she grabbed the shirt draped nearby and tossed it toward Haji.

"Get dressed quickly, then follow me."

Haji caught the shirt and stared at her in confusion. "Where are you taking him?"

"This guy has a terrible memory," she replied coldly, "so I’m making him get a composite sketch done while it’s still fresh." She paused by the door and looked back. "Follow us once you’re dressed. You lived here, so you might know who it was."

With that, Scarlet dragged Chuck by the collar like a pet. "Let’s go."

"Wait—hey! You’re hurting me!" Chuck protested, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.

Haji stood there, staring at the door left ajar. Chuck’s voice echoed faintly from outside before fading away.

He stepped forward and closed the door, lowering his gaze as his thoughts drifted.

"That guy..." he muttered, shaking his head. "I don’t know if I’m impressed or pissed that he thought this information wasn’t important."

Little did Haji know, the information Chuck held—something only he knew—was far more significant than anyone realized.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the governor’s residence...

As expected, Atlas didn’t indulge Henrik’s rambling. He watched silently as Henrik opened the file and skimmed through it. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Haha..." he laughed, leaning back. "Atlas, forget that I mentioned being friends. Let’s not be friends. You just reminded me why I don’t like you in the first place."

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Back to Haji and Scarlet...

After Scarlet dragged Chuck to someone capable of creating a composite sketch, she forced him to recall every detail he could remember from that night. It took over an hour before the artist finished.

"Does she look like this?" the artist asked, showing Chuck the sketch.

Chuck leaned over the table and studied it. "She was wearing a hat, but yeah... that’s her."

"Let me see." Scarlet, who had been waiting in the corner, stepped closer. As soon as she took the sketch, her brows knitted.

"Let’s see," Haji murmured, approaching her side. "Let’s hope, I know her—"

His voice trailed off the moment he saw the drawing.

In that instant, he didn’t need to hope. Haji knew her. Not just him, Scarlet did too.

"What?" Chuck asked, noticing their reactions. "You know her?"

Scarlet and Haji slowly lifted their eyes to Chuck, then back to the sketch.

"Yeah..." Haji hummed, running his tongue along his inner cheek. "Unfortunately."

Scarlet’s expression hardened as she stared at the image.

"Why is Melissa Young here?"