Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 219

Oliver and Noah squished their faces against the back window, eyes wide as they watched their mom.

Noah’s voice was small. “Can Mom really handle that guy by herself?”

Oliver grinned. “Of course she can. This is nothing for her. Just wait and see.”

Over by the black car, a man in dark clothes was fiddling with his camera, totally unaware that Madeline was already right in front of him.

He finally looked up, just as she snatched the camera out of his hands. “Hey—”

He lunged for it, but stopped short when he realized the tall woman was blocking his path.

Madeline held the camera easily, her eyes sharp and cold. “What are you taking pictures of?”

The man froze, his heart thumping. “N-nothing. Give me back my camera.”

She arched an eyebrow, flipping through the photos. “Why are you secretly taking pictures of me?”

Busted, the guy got flustered and defensive. “I’m not taking pictures of you. I was just messing around. Give it back.”

Madeline didn’t bother to answer. She just spun the camera in her hand, looking bored.

The man watched her nervously. “Careful! That camera’s expensive.”

“Oh, really?” Madeline tilted her head. “Here.”

He reached out, but she flicked her wrist and tossed the camera straight up.

“My camera!” he yelped, scrambling to catch it, but it landed perfectly back in Madeline’s hand.

He glared at her, terrified she’d smash it at any second.

Madeline looked at him calmly. “So, who sent you?”

Suddenly, something cold pressed against the man’s waist. He looked down and his eyes went huge—a black gun was pointed right at him.

“You… you…” He turned, ready to bolt, forgetting all about the camera.

Madeline couldn’t help but laugh at his panic. “Go ahead, try running. Let’s see if you’re faster than a bullet.”

The man was shaking, but then he tried to act tough again. “You’re bluffing. There’s no way you really have a gun. Shoot me then.”

A slow, chilling smile spread across Madeline’s lips. “Alright. Let’s find out. I haven’t seen anyone’s head explode in a while.”

She lifted the gun, aiming right at his forehead, her finger moving just a little on the trigger.

He turned white as a sheet. The look in her eyes told him she was dead serious.

He threw his hands up. “Wait! Don’t do anything crazy! I’ll talk, okay? I’ll tell you everything!”