The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Chapter 677 One Request

After choosing the wedding dress, they went back to Eliana's house.

Maurice and Eliana were the first ones to get off the car along with the kids, while Corbin and Nana proceeded to park the car.

Upon getting off the car, Maurice's phone rang.

He was stunned when he saw the caller ID.

"Who's calling you?" asked Eliana.

Acting as though nothing was wrong, Maurice looked back at

her and said, "One of my partners is calling. I have to take this. It probably concerns the company."

He then walked aside to answer the call.

"Jonathan, are you finally ready to come out of hiding and face me?" asked Maurice.

He could hear Jonathan chuckling on the other end of the line.

"How are Eliana and the kids?" asked Jonathan. "She's gotten thinner, hasn't she? How can you let her walk around without enough layers of clothes? She might catch a cold! Aileen and Adrian have grown taller. Their clothes don't fit that well anymore."

Maurice's face turned grim when he heard those comments. He looked around, searching for any traces of Jonathan,

"That bastard!" he muttered under his breath. Jonathan was spying on them. Maurice decided that he couldn't let Jonathan see Eliana and the kids again!

Before turning around, Maurice put on a smile and said to Eliana, "Eliana, take the kids upstairs. It's pretty cold out here."

"Sure. Once you're done talking over the phone, come upstairs, okay?"

Eliana didn't pay too much mind about the phone call and just went upstairs with the kids.

Once Maurice was certain that his beloved family was out of sight, he no longer held himself back.

"Show yourself at once!" he commanded and dropped the call right away.

Somewhere nearby, Jonathan got off a black Maybach and headed toward Maurice.

"Long time no see, Maurice," he remarked.

Maurice put his phone in his pocket and scoffed, "So, you've finally showed your ugly mug. It hasn't been that long, but it seems you're already at your wits' end."

Jonathan froze in place

Over the past few days, the Universe Group had been attacked by anonymous hackers and the company suffered heavy losses. He investigated and found out that the Moran Group was behind the crime.

Almost at the same time, Rosamond's company swooped in to take away many of the Universe Group's projects.

Being caught in a pincer attack between two industry giants had put the Universe Group in an awful situation.

It hadn't been that long since he returned to the country, and the Universe Group's foothold in the domestic market was still unstable. The recent attacks had damaged the company's stability even further, and it was highly probable that it would take a long time for the company to recover its losses.

Obviously, Maurice was the mastermind behind all of this. How could Jonathan not hate him?

"Hand over the antidote, bastard! Because if you don't, I will destroy the Universe Group and savor every moment of it!" Maurice had completely lost his composure.

Jonathan adjusted his glasses, smiling like the Devil himself. "I'm not going to hand it over just like that. What can you even do to me? Letting Eliana die along with the Universe Group isn't that big of a deal to me. I can always rebuild and start a new company, but people's lives can never be restored. This is payback for what she did to me.

Maurice clenched his fists, his eyes quivering with anger. He grabbed Jonathan by the collar, seemingly ready to strangle him. "Give me the fucking antidote; or else I'll send you to hell where you belong!"

Unfazed, Jonathan just allowed himself to be manhandled by Maurice.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, someone intervened, "Let go of Mr. Bowman!"

Jonathan's assistant hurried to his side.

Maurice took a deep breath and paused, but he didn't let go of Jonathan yet. He shot a daunting gaze at the latter's assistant, clenching his fists.

"Fuck off!"

The assistant quivered at Maurice's gaze. It felt like a lion was staring at him, ready to devour him.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He then took out a small glass bottle, which contained dozens of white capsules.

"This is the antidote that you're looking for. I'll give it to you as long as you let Mr. Bowman go."

When Maurice heard that it was the antidote, he loosened his grip on Jonathan's collar. It was then that the latter shoved away the former's hand.

Thereafter, Jonathan winked at his assistant. The assistant threw the bottle to Maurice at once.

Upon receiving the bottle, Maurice held it tightly. "How can I be sure that this really is the antidote?"

This matter involved the health of his beloved. He was merely erring on the side of caution.

Jonathan straightened his disheveled collar and said, "If you don't trust me, you can go to the hospital and have it tested to see if its ingredients are effective. However, those pills can only bring a brief respite from the pain. The true antidote is still within my possession."

Maurice was none too pleased to hear that. "What do you want, Jonathan?"

Jonathan's eyes glinted. "I only have one request. Hand over the whole theme park project to me!"