Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 805

Chapter 805

Miles grabbed the phone with his tiny hand and, with his adorable voice, replied, "I've looked through Mommy's luggage, and there's nothing suspicious. Maybe we're looking in the wrong direction. When Old Demon threatened Mommy, he probably didn't leave behind anything that could be used against him."

Cedrick squinted at this, not knowing whether it was reliable to pin his hopes on Miles. "Anyway, there are more clues that you can get by her side."

Miles continued, "I found a very strange photo, too."

Cedrick narrowed his eyes coldly again, "what photo?"

"That's a picture of an old man in a prison uniform being beaten and kicked. He was bleeding so pitifully. I don't know why Mommy kept it in the bag," Miles spoke as he stared at the miserable, bloody photo.

Fortunately, Miles's mental endurance was relatively strong, so this did not unsettle him too greatly.

Cedrick's grip on the phone involuntarily tightened.

With the clues Miles gave, he had a vague image of that man in his mind already.

"Send me the photo immediately," ordered Cedrick.

Miles disliked his domineering tone because he ordered him as if he was his subordinate. "I did something you couldn't do, so is there any reward?"

"Stop negotiating with me! Hurry up!" Cedrick urged impatiently.

The more anxious Cedrick sounded, the more Miles realized that the photo might be of great importance. He thus raised his eyebrows in an adult-like manner and said, "You have such a bad temper. I decided to reconsider whether or not to send it to you."

Cedrick deeply felt the threat from a three-year-old child.

He softened his tone in an attempt to persuade him. "Well, what do you want?"

Miles showed an evil smile. "I want to ride a horse."

"The foal has been airlifted back. It's at the racecourse, when this is over, I'll take you to ride it. The photo, now!" Cedrick urged irritably.

Miles covered his face with his little hands. "I don't want to ride a foul or a pony. I want to ride a big horse."

"You're underage, so you can't do it. Are you going to send the photo or not? If you can't find out why she was threatened by old Demon, he's likely to throw you out too next time. Is this what you want to see?" Cedrick was no longer led by the nose when he turned the tables.

Indeed, Miles was most afraid of being separated from Catelyn, so he frowned. "Then, I want to ride you and sit on your shoulders instead."

Just like other children, sitting on their father's broad shoulders was what every kid asked. He had long wanted to see into the distance from a height.

"Are you kidding me?" guffawed Cedrick.

Miles's voice weakened, but he quickly countered, "It's fine if you don't want the photo. After all, Mommy is leaving you, not me." "... Deal!" Cedrick agreed to such a humiliating treaty in the end for the photo.