Carrying Billionaire’s Babies

Autumn Ovis has rushed in and has moved. We didn’t have enough time to put a stop to it…” Indignantly, Bannie pointed out a fact of the day.

“I know, Aunt Bannie, thank you.” Robert then hung up the phone.

The little hand clutching the phone.

“What’s going on, Brother?” When Cupid noticed what Robert had done, he leaned forward and inquired.

“Mommy was beaten,” Robert was enraged, and his face sunk.

“What?!” Cupid clenched his fist in rage and snarled, “It is so.”

They examined Mommy’s injury, but she refused to tell them, so she had no choice but to question others.

“Do you have any idea who it is, brother? Let’s make amends with him.” Cupid was enraged.

If they dare to bully their Mommy, they will not let him go.

” Autumn Ovis, according to Bannie aunt, but we have no idea who she is, where she is, or how to find her?” Robert smirked. This is a challenging problem.

“We can look it up on the internet. This is the age of the Internet. Isn’t it possible to find everything?”

“However, I don’t know Autumn Ovis’ identity; will I be able to track her down?”

“Try it; perhaps you’ll find it?” Cupid couldn’t help but encourage.

“That’s fine.” Robert considered it for a bit and decided to give it a shot.

Kacy’s PC was turned on by two people who came to her desk.

Autumn Ovis’s name was typed into the search engine.

“The daughter of the Ovis group was imprisoned for causing trouble and harming others,” according to the report.

“The daughter raced to cause harm to others.”

The report of Autumn Ovis has gone viral.

“I think we should let the evil guys go to jail,” Robert and Cupid said, stroking their little hands.

“You should teach him a lesson.”

“Hum, see if he ever dares to bully our Mommy again.”

Robert and Cupid exhaled a sigh of relief when they saw Autumn Ovis had been punished.

Cupid, Robert, Kacy entered the room when the door to the room was forced open.

Robert and Cupid moved quickly and clicked a game caSually.

“Can you tell me what you’re doing?” Kacy approached with skepticism and inquired.

“I like to play games.” Robert pretended to be unfazed by the situation.

“Don’t stare at the computer for too long; it’s bad for your eyes.”

“Well, then don’t play, anyway, it’s not interesting,” Robert said as he raised his hand and turned off the computer.

Kacy couldn’t help but stare at Robert’s peculiar behavior, but when she noticed the phone on the desk, she changed her focus.

“Hey, why is my phone here?” Kacy took up the phone and fiddled with it, unsure what she was doing.

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” Mommy; let’s get to bed early.” Cupid snatched Kacy’s hand.

Kacy checked the phone and discovered nothing unusual. “OK, have a bath first, then we’ll tell stories and sleep,” she said, putting it down again and taking Robert and Cupid’s hands.

“Take a bath and tell a story,” Robert and Cupid eagerly hurried to the bathroom to take a bath.

Kacy chuckled and shook her head as she looked at the prize of two little lads with big eyes.

Three people leaned against the bed after taking a bath: Kacy took a storybook, Robert and Cupid leaned against her sides, listening intently to Kacy narrate stories.

The next day, the sun shone brightly, and there were no clouds in the sky.

A plane took off from the city’s international airport.

Blaky Sudan came from the VIP channel with chilly eyes a few times after the plane landed.

“Mr. Sudan, the car is ready,” the driver said respectfully as he approached.

“Go to the company,”

Sudan walked into the car with a brash demeanor.

Before getting in the car, Ferve closed the door for Blaky Sudan and said to the driver, “Drive.”

“Yes.” The driver responded, started the car, and drove away from the airport.

“The news has already passed, Mr. Sudan.” Ferve tinkled with his fingers. He was using the tablet computer when He noticed an email.

“Read.” Blaky Sudan’s breath frozen, and the whole body radiates the cold air of keeping strangers at bay.

Ferve re-examined the mail once he had opened it, his face tense. “Mr. Sudan, it’s too late,” he couldn’t help but groan.

Blaky Sudan cranked up the volume.

“Yes.” “Ovis Group has filed bankruptcy, and the necessary departments have begun liquidating its assets, Ovis Group is doomed, and we returned late,” Ferve says.

Blaky Sudan’s only been gone for a few days, and had only recently solved the issue. The Ovis Group went insolvent.

The more he considers it, the more he realizes he’s making a mistake. “Send someone to check. What is the reason for Ovis group’s bankruptcy?” Blaky Sudan said to Ferve coldly.

“Yes.” Ferve said respectfully.

Blaky Sudan leans in his seat, looking out of the window, and his heart can’t help but be suspicious.

He would never have promised Grandpa to talk about an international enterprise if he had known this would happen.

He doesn’t seem sure what to tell Sasha Ovis now that the Ovis group has disbanded.

He feels sorry for Sasha Ovis from the bottom of his heart.

She failed to secure her safety back then, and now even Ovis Group cannot keep it for her.

Blaky Sudan was irritated and couldn’t help punching on the seat.

Blaky Sudan’s move astonished Ferve, and he couldn’t help but look back and say, “Mr. Sudan, things will be found out.”

Blaky Sudan has been working nonstop since learning of the incident, has reached out to each other in the quickest time possible, and has boarded the plane for the night. He wanted to assist the Ovis group in getting over the difficulties, but he didn’t want to be late.

Now all we can do is hope to find clues to Ovis’s bankruptcy and see if we can get away with it.

The car kept moving forward, and the atmosphere inside was so gloomy that passengers found it impossible to breathe.

The Ovis group’s goods are a little unusual… Blaky Sudan remains silent the whole journey, dimly constantly feeling…

The car drove away a little while later.

When Blaky Sudan arrived at the office, he sat in the office chair, waiting for Ferve’s probe to be completed.

“Mr. Sudan, Chairman Ovis is here,” Ferve rushed in after a time, looking respectable.

“Let him come in,” Blaky Sudan said gently, slightly frowning.

“Yes.” “Chairman Ovis, please,” Ferve said as he turned and opened the office door.

“Mr. Sudan, you are finally back!” exclaimed Bard Ovis.