Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

Chapter 136

Chapter 136 Kara Has Chosen Me

Frank shook his head slowly. "That’s your choice. You're the one who decided to stop believing in her.

You’re also the one who chose to find a new girlfriend."

“Now ….” Frank lowered his tone. "It's up to you whether you want to repeat your mistakes, or learn not

to leave the girl of your choice. I'm sure there's a reason you chose Sophia as Kara's replacement. You

might have thought that she was better than Kara."

Once again, Frank patted Finnic on the shoulder. “My advice, keep that thought. Not because I'm afraid

of you taking Kara from me, but for the sake of the peace of your life. Kara has chosen me. It wouldn't

be fair to her if she kept being haunted by the past. Same for you, it's unfair if you kept clinging to the

past and sacrifice your future."

"You have no right to dictate the course of my life."

“No,” Frank interjected, raising an eyebrow. “I’m not dictating. It’s an advice. Other people can give us

advice, right? But, aren't we the ones who decide our attitude?"

After smiling a crooked smile, Frank left. He knew Finnic needed time to digest the situation.

“Frank, what were you talking to him about? Is he okay? The bride will be here soon," Kara asked,

waiting for the answer with round eyes.

"Did you beat up that arrogant man, Daddy?" Louis thrust his fist forward.

“No, Buddy. I just gave him a little lecture, like you usually give to me. And you have to remember, if we

want to make someone pay, do it in an elegant way."

Emily's eyes got widened. "Daddy wants to beat him in business?"

Frank chuckled. "That’s right. Special for today, let's consider him as a friend. Be a good guest."

"Okay!" Louis exclaimed as he narrowed his eyes at the table full of food. "As a good guest, I will eat

heartily."

Suddenly, Emily giggled. Raising her palm to the side of her mouth, she pointed at another, smaller

table. “Look at that, Louis! The chocolate waterfall is very beautiful. If we dip strawberries in there, it

must taste delicious!”

“Yeah, I'm aiming for that too, but after the main menu. We have to get to that long table first, Emily.”

While the twins were busy making a plan, Kara was distracted by Finnic who had returned. Several

people immediately surrounded him, making sure that he was okay. After a while, the music changed

and the bride came.

"Looks like my lecture works," Frank muttered as he glanced to the side.

Kara lowered an eyebrow. "What did you say to him?"

"Not much. Man talk.”

Kara's eyes grew narrower. However, instead of giving an explanation, Frank laughed and gave her a

peck on the cheek. “Be a good guest.”

While smiling wryly, Kara turned her gaze towards Sophia. However, just as she was about to watch

the procession, the phone in her bag vibrated.

"Someone called?" Frank asked, raising an eyebrow. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Yes," Kara answered stiffly. She herself wondered who could contact her so early on a Sunday.

“Jeremy?”

Looking at Frank questioningly, she answered, “What's wrong, Jer?”

“Miss Martin, I just got the news. Rowan Harper had a heart attack last night. Now he is being treated

in hospital."

Kara was round eyed. "How is his condition?" she asked in a half whisper.

“The critical phase has passed. But now, he is still weak.”

Kara nodded. After Jeremy's call ended, she looked at her lover with a serious expression.

“Frank,” she glanced at the twins briefly before she whispered, “Your grandfather is in the hospital. He

had a heart attack.”

Frank's expression suddenly stiffened. His eyeballs trembled slightly. "How is he?"

Kara rubbed his shoulder. "Already better. Now he’s still in the recovery. Jeremy has sent a helicopter

to pick us up.”

Frank let out a heavy breath. Nodding, he sighed, “Okay. There is still enough time for the kids to enjoy

the party. When the helicopter arrived, we immediately left."

"Okay," Kara nodded without thinking. She knew, even though the relationship between Frank and

Rowan was not good, they were connected by blood. As a family, they only have each other.

***

“Mommy, is the Kind Grandfather seriously ill?” Emily asked while swinging her legs which were

hanging from the limousine seat.

Louis immediately replied, "He's not a kind grandfather, Emily. He tried to poison Mommy. He is a bad

guy.”

The little girl instantly became gloomy. As Kara was stunned, Frank subconsciously clenched his jaw.

“Little Bee,” Kara interrupted, lightening the mood, “why do you say such harsh words? After all, Rowan

Harper is Daddy's grandfather, your great-grandfather. You guys have to be polite to him.”

Furrowing his brows, Louis pouted. His cheeks looked a little puffy. “But that's the reality. Our great-

grandfather is a bad guy.”

Kara secretly glanced at her boyfriend. Frank silently raised an eyebrow, resigned to the truth that he

himself wanted to change.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Kara said softly, “Louis, Emily, do you remember? You also

called Daddy a bad person. But now? Do you guys still think like that?”

"Of course not," Emily answered quickly. “Daddy is a hero to all of us. He even dared to sacrifice

himself to save Mommy. Daddy is a good and great person!"

While the little girl gave two thumbs up, Louis made a small nod. “Yeah, I agree with Emily. Daddy is

not a bad person."

Kara widened her smile. “And so is your great-grandfather. Yes, he wanted to poison Mommy once, but

... wasn't he the one who gave you the scholarship?"

"So, we have to make Grandpa Rowan realize?" Emily concluded with round eyes.

“Should we give him a map so he doesn't get lost?” Louis tapped his chin with his finger.

While Kara laughed, Frank smiled a little. He admired how Kara educated children.

“Yeah,” he said, stealing Kara's chance to answer, “like how you gave me the guidebook. Thanks to

guidance from Emily and you, I am now a good person."

“Then shall we make a guidebook for Great Grandpa?” Louis looked at his twin with a high arched

eyebrow. “We still have time before we get to the hospital.”

Emily's eyes sparkled no less brightly. “That's a great idea, Louis. But, how do we make it? We don't

have books or pencils here.” Her eyes scanned all corners of the limousine.

Suddenly, Frank grabbed something from a drawer and handed it to Louis.

“My guidebook?”

“Yes, I have memorized everything. Now, I return it to you. Thank you, Buddy.” Frank ruffled Louis’ hair.

Letting Frank rubbed his back, Louis opened a new page of the book. Then, with a pen from her

mother in his hand, he whispered, “Now, what should we write, Emily?”