The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 708

Chapter 708: Happy

Meanwhile, in the Order...

Hugo leaned against the kitchen counter, gulping down a mouthful of water. From where he stood, he could see his wife panting — wheezing, even — hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath after chasing the children.

However, it was obvious Kiara wouldn’t catch Chacha or Second. Chacha was riding on the black panther’s back, and Second, for some reason, had his little pony with him.

"That game was definitely not fair," he muttered.

Yet Hugo couldn’t help but smile as he watched his wife struggle. Not because he enjoyed seeing her suffer, but because he knew her well. Seeing her play with his niece and nephew was always something to admire.

It made him wonder how she would be as a mother of their children.

"Should I help her?" he wondered aloud, just as he noticed someone approaching. "What do you think?"

When Hugo lifted his gaze, he saw Sybil standing across from him.

"Isn’t she a lovely person?" Sybil quipped, mixing her drink. "I was surprised when you brought your wife here."

"She already knows about the Order," Hugo laughed. "I had to take her with me too, since... I always miss her whenever I’m out on a mission."

She chuckled. "I still find it amusing that you got married."

"Sybil, what you should find amusing is my first brother getting married," he argued. "His chances were lower than mine. That’s why I didn’t let go of my wife when I had the chance — hahaha!"

Atlas’s siblings didn’t visit the manor often, except for Slater. But Sybil knew all of them, as she considered them the saviors of the Order.

Hugo arched a brow when he noticed Sybil’s drink. "Alcohol this early, Sybil? You’re not getting any younger."

"That’s exactly the reason," she quipped, swirling her drink. "I’m not getting any younger, so why not enjoy it while I still can?"

With that, she chugged it and hissed in satisfaction. Hugo shook his head as he watched the older woman. Though Sybil was fitter than most people her age, her lifestyle was a little concerning.

"Say, Sybil," Hugo rested his arms on the counter. "Are you trying to die?"

Sybil paused, then looked at him and laughed. "Does it look like that?"

"I’m just asking. I heard you’ve been drinking more often lately."

"Haha. No, I’m not trying to kill myself," she said, shaking her head. "I’m just saying... since the Order stabilized under Atlas’s leadership, and everyone accepted him as head of the Zorken family, I realized something."

Her wrinkled eyes softened as she looked at her empty glass. "All my life, I dedicated myself to maintaining the Order until the heir claimed it. But I let someone else claim it... and yet, I don’t regret it at all."

"I gave it to the right person," she said with pride. "However, since Atlas took over, my use to him has lessened. And now... I don’t really have anything left to do."

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