Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Cedrick’s gaze darkened to the point that they looked colder and more piercing than the coldest gust in winter. He walked up to the boy and lifted him up before noticing that his temperature was terrifyingly high. Ollie had come down with a fever. At two in the afternoon, Ollie was admitted to his personal hospital where the doctor placed him on an IV drip. As Cedrick’s friend and also a man who enjoyed drama, Edwin came as well once he learned about what had happened. “How did little Ollie come down with such a high fever? His temperature is almost forty degrees Celsius!” Dressed in a shirt with flower patterns, Edwin purposely unbuttoned the top two buttons to expose his seductive collarbones. He narrowed his beautiful fox-like eyes as he sat at the bedside and checked Ollie’s temperature with his hand on Ollie’s forehead. Concerned, Cedrick gazed at the boy laying on the bed. “You beast! You knew that Ollie was a preterm baby, so why couldn’t you just let him be? What are you going to do if the fever turns him into a dummy?” Edwin Atherton was the eldest son of one of the four most powerful families; he grew up alongside Cedrick and had no reservation in poking Cedrick where it hurt.

Cedrick gave him a cold look and retorted, “I don’t expect any decent word out of that filthy mouth of yours.” “Hah,” Maia listened to the two of them talk and knew it was time that she acted, “Master Cedrick, you’re probably exhausted. Why don’t you go take some rest while I stay with the boy?” “It’s fine,” Cedrick rejected her instantly. Ollie was his son, so how could he possibly rest at a time like this? Seeing that he insisted, Maia did not speak any further and stayed with Cedrick to watch over Ollie.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

However, Ollie’s fever remained deep into the night and Maia had to fight against the urge to sleep. In the end, Cedrick arranged for one of his cars to send her home. Edwin whistled with a sly, fox-like smile and teased, “Tsk tsk! You really have no idea how to be romantic. Did you not see the looks in Miss Clark’s eyes? She clearly wants you to make her stay.” “If you’re only here for the drama, then you can just leave now.” Cedrick tugged at his necktie impatiently. Edwin’s lips curled into a smile. “I have no idea what’s going on between you and Miss Clark. If you don’t like her, you wouldn’t try so hard to find her and propose to her back then; but if you do like her, you wouldn’t keep her hanging all these years. It’s a good thing I’m not in love with you, or I’ll probably die.” Cedrick felt chills running down his spine. Edwin turned his attention back to Ollie with a smile. Because of the fever, Ollie’s fair skinned face was flushed; he did not seem to be fast asleep and was mumbling something in his sleep. “Mommy, don’t go… Don’t leave me…” “You promised me.” “You promised.” Ollie was calling out softly for his mother at first, which soon turned into him repeatedly saying ‘you promised’. He repeated those words with such determination that it almost felt as though he would keep repeating them until someone responded. The room was quiet, and the sky was beginning to turn dark. Edwin felt both confused and sympathetic at the sight. “Who’s Catelyn?” He turned to look at Cedrick. Cedrick’s expression instantly darkened. He, too, heard Ollie talking in his sleep, and he was surprised that his son was still mumbling Catelyn’s name when he was running a fever. Catelyn and Ollie had never interacted with one another before. Could it be because Catelyn spoke up for Ollie the day before? Edwin spotted the troubled expression on Cedrick’s face and instantly knew that there was a story behind it all. Ollie had a few nightmares. He dreamt that Cedrick had abandoned him in one, and in another, he

dreamt of Catelyn finding out that he had been lying, accusing him of fooling her and telling him to never appear before her. “Aunt Catelyn!” Ollie cried out and opened his eyes abruptly. He accidentally moved his wounded hand and realized that he was connected to an IV drip. With a sniffle, Ollie bit his lip in despair. Cedrick had remained by his side, and when he saw that Ollie had woken up, he lowered his voice and asked, “Is there anything you want to eat?” “I’m fine.” Ollie’s face was pale and all strength was drained from his body, so he simply turned his head away and slowly closed his eyes so that he did not have to look at Cedrick. Rage burnt silently within Cedrick. He was never a patient man to begin with, but when he saw how pale Ollie’s lips were, he suppressed his anger and said, “You can let anyone design that mansion, but this is the first and the very last time.”