Sweet Twins novel Chapter 67

Judging from the stern grimace on her face, it was evident that Angelina couldn't accept the fact that Nancy had a baby.

This news had hit at the most critical moment––right when she had just begun to change her impression of the woman.

Now that the cat was out of the bag, she would never let her son date a woman who already got knocked up by someone else.

"Since you didn't know, you should just leave the rest to me. You better not tell grandfather about it, understand?" Charles knew that his grandfather was even more draconian than his mother in matters of marriage.

With his traditional perspective, the old man sincerely believed that the wealthy should only marry for sheer interest rather than love. Romantic feelings, for him, were out of the discussion when choosing a partner.

"Of course, I can't let your grandfather know. You know how he'll react with this! So you can't definitely go out with this woman anymore. After this matter is settled, you should immediately ask her to leave our home. I don't want to see her again." A hint of panic could be traced from Angelina's voice as she said that.

She didn't care whether Nancy was beautiful or not. It just didn't matter now that the truth about her had been revealed. If Angelina would let Charles date her, it could threaten his son's position as the CEO.

Therefore, there was no way in hell she'd let her stay in their home.

Meanwhile, Fannie was celebrating the situation, glaring at Nancy with a sly smug and proud look on her face.

'Silly sister! Silly sister! You will never have your dream of marrying a rich man.

The ugly duckling could never be a swan!' she thought to herself, almost bursting into a diabolic only if the current set up permitted her to.

Although Nancy was placed in such a grave situation, she still bore a calm expression. After all, she had no extravagant hope of marrying Charles.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Fu. I'm not going to stay here. I'll leave by myself when this is over," Nancy uttered in a reassuring tone, slightly bowing her head to hide the embarrassment she was feeling.

"Okay, I hope you keep your promise."

"Take Fannie to the basement," Charles commanded in a distant tone. His mother might be strict at times, but he still had the liberty to do whatever he pleased––so long as it would not tarnish their family reputation.

"Go on!" Hiram almost yelled, pushing Fannie to start moving.

But before she could take a step, Fannie glared at Nancy one last time and threatened, "If I die, I would certainly not let you off."

"I won't let you die. As long as you tell me where my child is, I'll ask Charles to let you go," Nancy responded nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

"Well, as long as you hand over your mother's shares, I will tell you the whereabouts of your child. Are you willing to do that?" Fannie asked proudly.

All this time, she was really after the money of Nancy's mother!

When Nancy didn't utter a word, and Charles sneered, Hiram aggressively pulled Fannie into the basement.

"Nancy, follow me," Charles suggested, suddenly stopping on his tracks.

He was afraid that if he left her alone, his mother would make things difficult for her.

And smart as she was, Nancy knew how awkward the situation would be, so she followed him.

It took the four of them more than a minute to reach the basement of Charles' house.

As soon as they reached the underground, Hiram gave a hard kick on Fannie's right leg. He had wished to do this ever since out of his sheer irritation to the woman.

With the slightly immense impact, Fannie was forced to kneel on the floor.

But even with the seething pain, she still managed to break into wild laughter. "Nancy, I've been prepared. I won't tell you where your child is even if I die," she announced, glaring at the latter with her most savage eyes.

"Fannie, why do you even bother yourself?" Nancy sighed helplessly. She didn't understand how this woman could exert so much effort and time to cause someone trouble.

"Oh, come on! Don't pretend to be kind, Nancy. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be here!" Resentment was painted all over her face. It was as if she had been refrained from getting all the things she wanted.

"You..." Nancy struggled to find the right words to say. She couldn't figure out what sort of bizarre thoughts had been circulating on her sister's mind.

She was her sister, so how could she even think of killing her?

Was it just because of the shares and the money?