Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188 "What are those servants for if you need to serve the dish by yourself?"

Cedrick was not persuaded. He took strides toward Catelyn and demanded she to sit in the coach. "Your task is to take a good rest, not to do chores."

Catelyn turned speechless.

"Mr. Mason, please don't fire us. We apologize. We won't leave chores to Mrs. Mason anymore."

"Mr. Mason, please. We need this job."

"Mr. Mason, please."

Those servants begged for pardon one after another. They sobbed out of fear of being driven away.

Feeling embarrassed and guilty, Catelyn grabbed Cedrick to sit by her side. She explained, "It's not their fault. Besides, if to fire them, you need to hire new servants. What if there are problems with the new crew? Cool down, darling. I'm hungry now. Can we have breakfast?"

Hearing Catelyn try her best to change the topic, Cedrick curled his lips. "All right. They can stay, but half of their next month's wages will be taken out as punishment."

Catelyn noticed those servants looking at each other. They didn't know what to say but only with their eyes turning red.

"Cedrick, you are overreacting. They have families to feed. Most importantly, it's no big deal for me to fetch some dishes."

"If you continue to argue, they will lose either half-year wage or the job. You make the choice." Cedrick responded before Catelyn finished.

"Cedrick! Must you be so mean?" Catelyn got him by his collar and questioned angrily.

"Mrs. Mason, please don't. Please let us pay the fine; don't fire us," said those servants quickly.

Cedrick hadn't planned to live in Fidelysia for long.

Therefore, he paid much higher than others even if he halved their wage.

Catelyn stopped arguing after hearing the servants' dissuasion.

Cedrick carried Catelyn in his arms back to the dining room.

He held her so nicely as if she was a fragile porcelain doll.

Cuddling in his arms and smelling his fragrance, Catelyn cooled down immediately.

However, when they were having breakfast, the bodyguard waiting outside rang the bell and reported visitor arrivals. In a short while, Catelyn saw Brayion walking in from the hall, who was dressed in black and keeping a straight face.

Brayion kept low-key, with only three subordinates following him this time.

"Dad!" Catelyn was surprised.

When she was in the hospital, Brayion and Alfred suffered, too, worrying about where her daughter could be.

Catelyn tended to stand up to say hi.

"Sit! Don't stand up." Brayion hastened to press Catelyn to sit down.

Even though it was in summer, the chair Catelyn sitting on was covered with a fluffy woolen blanket, and the air conditioner was warm. However, Brayion frowned when he glanced at the breakfast.

They were all home-cooked dishes, including egg and pork congee, crystal shrimp dumplings, tomato omelet, and steamed buns.

"Is that all you gave my daughter as breakfast? Even though she was just discharged from the hospital?" Brayion sullenly leered at Cedrick.

Before explaining anything, Cedrick stood up and pulled a chairout for Brayion.

But Brayion ignored him and walked to sit beside Catelyn. He continued to blame Cedrick, "I can manage to tolerate you picking Cat home without notifying us, but how do you say about the breakfast? The first month after the delivery is crucial. If you don't know how to take care of a new mother, Cat can go back to the Presidential Palace with me. I'll look after her by myself!"

The story was changed. Cedrick was the one to be harshly blamed now.

Catelyn pulled at Brayion's shirttail and explained, "Dad, it was me who decided the menu."

"Dear, it's none of your business. It's Cedrick that messed up. You shouldn't have such simple meals. Come on, go

back with me to the Presidential Palace. Let me prepare decent food for you."