Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 223

“Really, really. If I’m lying, I’ll grow a big nose,” Oliver said, his face lit up with the most earnest smile.

Julian looked at the little guy’s animated expression, a small smile tugging at his lips. “If you’re lying, you’ll grow a big nose?”

“No way,” Oliver shook his head. He wasn’t gonna like a big nose.

Julian gave him a sidelong look. “You’re full of clever tricks.”

If Madeline really talked so much, she wouldn’t be Madeline he knew anymore.

“Daddy, are you happy now?” Oliver pressed, looking hopeful.

Julian’s smile faded and he put on a straight face. “No.”

Oliver puffed up his cheeks, frustrated. This was so hard. Why was his grumpy dad so hard to cheer up?

“Fine, stay mad then.”

Julian just stared at him, speechless. Miles didn’t know what to say either.

Even though Julian had said he wasn’t happy, his expression totally gave him away. He wasn’t mad at all. If anything, Miles thought the car felt lighter, like a fresh breeze had swept through. Who would’ve guessed Mr. Grayson was this easy to coax? All it took was a single word from Ms. Monroe.

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When they got home to the Grayson family estate, Oliver followed Julian inside, trailing along like a little shadow. He was just about to toss his backpack onto the sofa when he realized someone was already sitting there.

Lucy sat primly on the couch, a cup of floral tea in her hand. Her head was wrapped in gauze and the cast on her arm hadn’t come off yet, but none of it took away from her elegant presence. She glanced at Oliver, her eyes full of the usual disapproval.

Without thinking, Oliver blurted, “Old witch?”

Lucy’s face darkened. “What did you just call me?”

Oliver quickly slapped a hand over his mouth and shot a nervous look at Julian.

Lucy was fuming. “Julian, did you hear that? Sometimes this boy really needs to be taught a lesson.”

Oliver quietly stuck his tongue out when Lucy wasn’t looking.

Julian glanced at Lucy, his tone calm. “Why did you come back?”

Julian’s lips curled into a small smile. “That’s right. Go on.”

Relieved, Oliver dashed upstairs.

Lucy sat there, stunned. She knew Noah wasn’t Julian’s biological child, and she’d never treated him kindly. The boy was stubborn, too. If she was cold to him, he just ignored her right back. She’d never once heard him call her Grandma.

Grandma… she realized she didn’t mind that at all.

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At the Fortner estate, Helene’s room was a disaster zone. Anything she could reach had been smashed to bits.

“Useless!” she yelled, hurling a glass ornament at the wall. It shattered with a sharp crack. Helene’s eyes were blazing and she was shaking with anger.

Julian wanted to call off the engagement. Helene was panicking. She’d sent group after group to investigate Madeline, but every single one came back empty-handed. What was the point of hiring them if they couldn’t do this one thing?

“Helene…” Raine tried to speak.

Helene shot her a glare. “Don’t talk to me. Didn’t you say she had a child? Why is it taking you two days to find him?”