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Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

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Chapter 1447

Chapter 1447

Joanne stifled any sound that might reach the girl's ears, biting her lower lip fiercely. Her eyes bore into Edwin like

daggers, accusing him of his shamelessness.

Edwin, not wanting to see her tears or vulnerability, decided to drop the matter of the girl's identity. Swiftly, he

scooped Joanne up and placed her back on the bed.

"Alright, alright, I won't fight you for the phone."

Meanwhile, far away in Mourpa, Tail pouted for getting no response from Edwin.

"Are you still there?"

"Did you lie to me?"

"Hmph!"

"Uncle Patrick... Uncle Patrick."

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The sound of the little girl's footsteps echoed, followed by the creak of a door opening.

It seemed she was off to find Patrick.

Soon after, Patrick's voice, tinged with a hint of laziness, came through the receiver. "Baby, what's the matter?"

"There's a weird man who keeps asking who I am. It's so strange. Am I being tricked?" Tail cooed, handing the

phone

to Patrick.

Cradling Tail in the crook of his arm, Patrick chuckled, "Let me see who is trying to scam you."

Taking the phone, Patrick laughed, "Jo? Did we disturb you?"

Edwin was about to return the phone to Joanne when he heard Patrick's voice.

The two of them had quite a history.

In fact, Edwin had once despised Patrick to his very core.

If Joanne and Patrick hadn't been caught in bed together, the subsequent events would never have happened.

Edwin's face darkened, and the tenderness he'd shown the girl was replaced by a wave of chilling anger. "Patrick?

It's been a while."

Upon hearing Edwin's voice, Patrick couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.

He was all too aware of the cruelty this man had inflicted upon Joanne in the past. And not long after Joanne

returned to Sapphire City, fate had brought them together again. Was it destiny or damnation? And what was

wrong with Jack?

He could not let Edwin find out about the identity of Tail.

"Turns out it's you, Mr. Edwin Atherton. It's been a long time. I hear that you've married a beautiful woman, and I

haven't gotten time to congratulate you. My gift will be sent over in a few days. I hope you'll like it," Patrick

chuckled.

"That won't be necessary. You were lucky to escape back then. Otherwise, I would have made sure you died on the

spot," Edwin sneered.

"Still shouting and bellowing after all these years. Come on," Patrick said but suddenly changed his tone, "So much

time has passed since then. I won't return to Sapphire City, so why don't we let it pass? I apologize for the

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disturbance my daughter caused you earlier. I hope you won't hold it against her."

"Your daughter?" Edwin's brow furrowed and his face darkened as he remembered that soft voice, "You haven't

married the daughter of the Brown family. Where did your daughter come from?"

He had been persistent in asking about the relationship between the girl and Joanne because he suspected that she

was Joanne's daughter.

"I'm ashamed to say that we got on the train before buying our tickets."

Naturally, Edwin wasn't inclined to trust Patrick's words easily. However, Joanne's reproachful gaze weighed on him

like shackles, forcing him to relent for the time being and hand the phone back to her.

Joanne had overheard their conversation and understood that Patrick had informed Edwin that Tail was his

daughter. So, she decided to play along.

"Patrick, I'm sorry. I didn't have my phone with me. That jerk took it. I hope he didn't frighten your daughter."

"No, Tail has been around. She is brave. But Edwin and you are still together at this late hour?" Patrick asked,

concern lacing his voice. Even if they couldn't be together, he saw Joanne as a sister.

Joanne replied with biting sarcasm, "Just a momentary lapse. I stepped on a piece of sticky candy, and now I can't

shake it off."