Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 18

Though Miles had countless thoughts of doubt, as a child, he immediately turned his attention to the thought of how worried his mother would be after he had been gone for so long.

Shaking away the thoughts that swarmed his mind, he ran toward the door and banged on it furiously, causing the door to squeak as he yelled, “Open the door, let me out! I knew you guys are terrible people!

“Come and fight me, you big demon! What kind of man are you to lock me up like this?!

“Mommy…I—I miss you…”

On the other side of the door, Albert choked on the words he meant to say to calm the boy.

‘It seems that the young master misses his mother again. This certainly explains his behavior today, but…it’s unfortunate that the identity of his mother was an unresolved mystery here in Mason Estate,’ he solemnly thought to himself.

…

In Ocean Path Residence, on the fifth floor of the building, the family gathered around the table with only a few casual dishes.

Ollie looked at the dishes and noticed how spicy they were from the red color and the enticing scent. However, he scowled wordlessly at the sight because he usually preferred milder flavors.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Noticing that he did not even move, Stella asked, “Didn’t you say you’re hungry? Do you think Grandma’s cooking isn’t good enough now?”

Ollie pursed his lips and ate one piece of fishcake; the spiciness of the seasoning instantly spread on his tongue.

“It’s spicy…”

He forced himself to swallow it and poked out his tongue.

Noticing how flushed he was, Catelyn immediately poured him a glass of warm water and chuckled. “This is spicy? You always say that Grandma’s cooking isn’t spicy enough compared to that restaurant out the street.”

Ollie paused mid-way as he was sipping the water, thinking, ‘Does this boy Miles like spicy food?’

“I guess Grandma’s cooking improved.”

Stella beamed at the praise and started piling food on Ollie’s plate. “Eat more if you like it! Grandma will cook more for you whenever I don’t have poker games planned…”

A troubled expression appeared on Ollie’s face, but it faded shortly after as he smiled shyly. “Thank you, Grandma.”

“Oh, my! Why is Miles so polite today?”

The shy smile on Ollie’s face simply deepened.

“Alright, dig in. If it’s too spicy, just drink more soup!”

“Alright.”

The meal ended in cheerful conversations and laughter.

Ollie tried his best not to look odd, but he had to drink a glass of cold water as soon as he was done before washing out his mouth as well to ease the pain in his stomach.

He watched as Catelyn and Stella tidied up the table and realized that though it was a house smaller than the bathroom in Mason Estate, it was filled with a kind of warmth that did not exist in Mason Estate.

His father would never fawn over him like Catelyn did.

Ollie felt even more inclined to stay.

At night, it was customary for Catelyn to tuck her son into bed. After his bath, Ollie put on Miles’ pajamas, which fitted perfectly, and laid on the bed with his entire body tensed.

He used to sleep alone and had a hard time getting used to having someone next to him. His heart throbbed hard, and he could only pray that it would not expose him of his true identity.

Catelyn patted him on the head out of habit and asked, “Which story would you like to hear tonight?”