Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

Chapter 151

Chapter 151 The True Heir

Vivian gulped. Her lips trembled as her hands began to grip the buttons of her own shirt. "He ...."

“Say it, Auntie! If he is my father's son, Harper's blood also flows in his body. He's my older brother, the

first child of Norman Harper, the true Savior heir.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Rowan sighed heavily. His hands gripped the chair handle tighter. "No! This must be just your

imagination! You want to snatch Savior from Frank, hmm? I will never let my company fall into the

hands of fraudster."

“You think I'm happy to go on this mission?” Vivian snapped unexpectedly. Everyone was stunned to

see her. It turned out that the graceful woman could also be terrible.

“Over and over again, I reminded myself to forget about the grudges. But what? Every time I saw my

son, I always thought of his cowardly father. Every night, I couldn't sleep because I was holding back

hatred that couldn't possibly be expressed."

As sobs escaped between her breaths, her voice weakened. “Until I couldn't stand it, I sent my son to

an orphanage. I was blinded by revenge. I was too focused on my misfortunes, to the point that my son

was neglected.”

“Where is your son?” Rowan asked, raising his chin. "If your story is not made up, where is the

illegitimate child?"

Vivian pressed her trembling lips together. Controlling her emotions, she shook her head slowly. "I don't

know. The day I left him at the orphanage was the last day I was with him. After that, I was too

embarrassed to meet him. I've left him for years. Is there any reason to ask him back to me? I was

never there when he needed me. I ... don't deserve to be called a mother.”

“Why did you say that, Mrs. Bell? That's not true," Emily said in her sweet, slightly hoarse voice.

“Yeah, you gave birth to your son. You also had time to raise him alone. Even though you leave him in

the end, you are still his mother," Louis continued with a serious expression.

Emily nodded. “Look at our Daddy. He left us, even when we were born. But, wherever he is, he is still

our Daddy.”

"Our cases are different, Twins," Vivian shook her head helplessly. “Frank left you because of

ignorance, while I ... I did it on purpose. My son must really hate me. He couldn't possibly expect me to

come back.”

"I think you are wrong again, Mrs. Bell," Emily replied with sad eyes. "Look at me! I was really angry

when Daddy came back. But, anger has an expiration date. After all, he is still the Daddy we always

want to have. Now, I'm happy to call him Daddy.”

"I am also like that. I was also annoyed with Daddy. That’s why I gave him a punishment. But, after

seeing his seriousness in making amends, I forgave him more quickly. Now, I'm glad we can get

together.”

While Frank stroked the twins' heads, Rowan growled. He was no longer thinking about the grandson

in front of him, but rather his lost grandson.

“Then where? Say it! Where is your son?"

Vivian stared at Rowan blankly. Her lips had turned pale and her mouth was dry. “What would you do if

you already knew his position? You will destroy him? Or give him a position because he is the first son

of Norman?”

Rowan's chest heated up at the sarcastic tone. “Say it first. Only then can I decide."

The corners of Vivian's lips lifted slightly. “His appearance is very similar to Norman. It's just that he

inherited my eye color and personality."

“Don't beat around the bush!” Rowan shouted.

Vivian suddenly laughed. “Why should I tell you where he is? You even have the heart to chase away

children as cute as Louis and Emily. I don't want to be reckless. You will definitely hunt him down.”

“Stop it,” Jeremy's voice echoed. Everyone suddenly turned around. “I beg you, stop.”

Frank's eyes widened. His mouth opened and let out a sigh. After all the years he had known his

assistant, this was the first time he found that expression—tired and helpless.

Meanwhile, Rowan was stunned looking at Jeremy. He seemed to see Norman's shadow on him.

“Jeremy? Your son is Jeremy?” Rowan sighed in disbelief. After all this time, why did he only realize it?

Vivian was taken aback. Her hands started shaking. “Jeremy …, you remember?”

Jeremy swallowed hard and nodded. "How could I forget my own mother?"

"But ... but ...." Vivian could not retrieve any word.

“The first time you returned to the orphanage, I was very happy. I thought you would come to pick me

up, but apparently ... you came only as a donor. It's like I've been forgotten."

“No, Son. I never forget you.” Vivian stepped forward, trying to cup Jeremy's cheek. However, his son

stepped back.

“It wasn't just a one-time thing. It wasn't until you met me, still as a donor offering me a scholarship that

I finally understood." Jeremy raised an eyebrow and swallowed hard. “I should stop hoping. And since

then, I decided to look for a real family."

With a flat look, he looked at Rowan closely. “But you don't need to worry, Mister Harper. I'm not a

threat. I prefer my name remained Jeremy—just Jeremy. No last name attached.”

Before the old man had time to respond, he glanced at his younger brother. For the first time, Frank

saw Jeremy's eyes fill with tears.

The corner of Jeremy's lips lifted slightly. "Isn't it natural for a man to give in to his younger brother?"

Frank started laughing. Shaking his head, he whispered, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm more comfortable being your assistant," Jeremy answered lightly.

“No wonder at certain moments you dare to advise me. You even steal opportunities to tease me. It

turns out you're my elder brother?"

“Sean!” Rowan exclaimed suddenly. All eyes were now focused on him. He was getting up from his

chair.

Without taking his eyes off Jeremy, Rowan growled. His eyes were full of red streaks that either

showed hatred or disappointment. “I want to rest. Go home now."

Sean nodded and gave a code to the others. Then, without waiting for further orders, he led his boss

out of the room.

"Maybe he was too shocked, Louis," Emily said, wiping her nose with a handkerchief. “He needs time

to think.”

Frank blinked at the twins. Smiling faintly, he stroked their cheeks. "Let's give Great Grandpa some

time, hmm?"

"Yes," the toddlers nodded in unison.

After smiling at them, Frank rubbed Kara’s arm. Only then did he turn to face Jeremy. "So, now what?"