Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love novel Chapter 437

The cab driver's hope to meet and see Charles was flushed down the drain faster than water would.

"Hmm... Uncle, let us get out of the car," Bobby suggested, sporting his cute, bubbly face. Then, after thinking for a while, he proposed, "Uncle, we don't have money to pay you right now. Can you wait here for a moment? We'll just ask daddy for some cash."

"It's okay, you don't have to. Just remember my plate number, and if ever you see my cab again, you can just pay me then. You know what? Forget it. Just consider the ride free as my way of doing a good deed." Knowing that it was prohibited to park at the gate of the hospital, the cab driver was helpless. He couldn't stay here and wait for the children to get the money; otherwise, the security guard might shoo him.

"Thank you so much, uncle," Nadia uttered before scooting over on the seat to deboard the taxi.

Bobby also expressed his thanks before finally leaving the driver, who waved at the kids before quickly driving away.

Fearing that others might see them, the kids traversed the path with fewer people.

If others recognized them, they would surely inform Nancy or Charles.

"Bobby, why didn't daddy go to the office?" As they walked cautiously, Nadia's voice suddenly broke the slight tension with her voice.

"Shh...Keep your voice down. Isn't he here in the hospital? Great-grandpa is sick, so he's probably here visiting him," Bobby uttered in a low voice, sticking his index finger on his lips to remind his sister to keep silent.

"But doesn't he need to work? Daddy is really busy, isn't he?" Nadia continued to ask, ignoring her brother's earlier warning.

Taking a deep breath to exasperate his thinning patience, Bobby replied, "I've told you that he is the CEO. The CEO doesn't have to go to work every day in the office. Don't you understand?"

"Can the CEO not go to work? I don't understand." The little girl cocked her head to one side and thought really deep as her face contorted into a grimace. No matter how hard she tried, her young mind couldn't just make sense of her brother's explanation.

"Stop talking. Let's look for great-grandpa's ward." The kids then walked out of the elevator and began to search the corridors, looking for Frederic.

Meanwhile, while the children were loitering in the hospital, Charles arrived at his grandfather's ward.

And as usual, the old man merely squinted his eyes, as if he didn't even want to take a look at his visiting grandson.

"Father, Charles is here to see you." Angelina broke the impending awkward silence and tension in the room. Obviously, Frederic—who had always been so stern and imposing—never wanted anyone to see him from a position of weakness. But little did he know, Charles, who took after him at that point, would also never compromise.

So the two engaged in a battle of silence, each waiting for the other to break the ice. However, Angelina didn't want to be in the middle of it, so the woman interfered before anything happened.

"Oh..." Frederic answered in a faint voice.

"I'm just passing by. If there is nothing else, I'll go home. I have to wash, cook, and pick up the kids."

Charles purposely showed no hint of remorse or empathy in an attempt to irate his unyielding grandfather even more.

And as if it worked, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and mocked, "Charles, you have become a househusband now, haven't you? You always say that Joseph is unambitious, but I think you are more unambitious than him now."

"Grandpa, I don't like to hear that. I have a happy life with my wife and the children now. I'm busy every day, and I have both money and freedom. So, how can you say I'm unambitious?" Observing the expression on Frederic's face, Charles intently stared at his grandfather while spitting those words. He wanted the old man to see how serious and contented he was with his life right now—even if it meant being a househusband.

"You! Stop!" the old man shouted, almost rising from his bed in sheer anger.

However, even if his grandfather chased him away, Charles had no intention of leaving just yet. He hadn't finished his words yet, and leaving would mean his defeat.

Just now, the stubborn family man just moved his legs and made a posture to leave to probe the old man.

"Yes, talk all the time you need to talk to your grandpa. Don't leave in a hurry," Angelina joked, trying to lighten up the tense atmosphere in the room.

"Okay, I'm listening." Charles settled down the couch, crossing his legs arrogantly while his hand traced the sofa's edge.

And although he decided to stay longer, it wasn't obviously to spend time with his grandfather. Of course, the latter knew this, seeing as how a clear indifferent look was painted on Charles' face.

"Nancy didn't tell you anything, did she?" Frederic thought that since Charles didn't mention anything, it must be that Nancy kept her mouth shut.

This woman... What was she planning to do? Was she going to destroy the Fu family?

"Nancy has told me to release Joseph, and she also asked me to be considerate of you since you are old." Charles purposely emphasized the last part of his sentence.