The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy
Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Chapter 31 Danger Follows

Maurice made a phone call.

“Send some guards upstairs now.”

Nestling in his arms, Eliana looked up and stared at his handsome profile. Her heart started poundingagainst her chest, and she couldn’t decide whether it was because of fear or something else entirely.The mix of Maurice’s breath and cologne overwhelmed her and stirred something that had long beenshrouded in her memory. His smell… It was familiar.

Eliana surely had scented it before. Maurice looked at her with his deep eyes: His sharp gaze instantlystopped her wild thoughts, “Th… thank you, Mr. Moran.”

She coughed awkwardly, feeling embarrassed She stood up for the bad guy just now, but now she feltlike she had been-slappēd hard in the face. Maurice let go of her and glanced at her up and down.

“Are you hurt?”

Hearing that, Eliana froze-and looked at him in disbelief. His words were full of concern, and thesituation they were in right now was giving her a serious case of deja vu. Maurice’s eyes looked exactlylike Preston’s.

“What’s wrong?” Maurice frowned.

“Nothing.I’m fine.”

Feeling ridiculous, Eliana hurriedly averted-her gaze. The middle-aged man struggled to get up andattempted to teach for the dāgger with his trembling hand.

When he was about to touch the hilt of the dagger, he grinned wildly, but the next moment, hisexpression stiffened. A well-made leather-shoe stamped firmly on the dagger. The middle-aged manraised his head and looked up at Maurice whose face was gloomy.

“Your child is receiving chemotherapy? Then tell me his specific symptoms, the doctor’s officialdiagnosis, and the side-effects of the chemotherapy,” Maurice’s questions were cold and hard, whichrendered the middle aged man speechless. Eliana was stunned and slowly understood what washappening Maurice kicked the dagger far away and looked at her.

“He doesn’t have a child who is receiving chemotherapy at all. Only brainless people would believesuch a lie.” Her face flushing red, Eliana lowered her head in embarrassment, and clenched the hem ofher blouse.

After a few moments, the guards Maurice sent for came bursting through the door and quickly subduedthe middle-aged man. The middle-aged man struggled desperately and roared, “Maurice! You devil!You will be punished! You will die a horrible death… You bas…”

His curse got stuck in his throat as the guards gagged him and dragged him away like a rabid, muzzleddog. Maurice stared at the dazed Eliana who saw the guards leave, and his eyes darkened.

“If you’re curious as to what will happen to that man, you may follow the guards and replace out. Hearingthat, Eliana immediately looked away and clasped her hands in front of her. She stood up straight andbehaved like a little girl who had just been scolded by her parents. Amused, Maurice let a smile tug onhis lips and handed the signed document to Eliana. She took it with both hands and looked up at himsecretly.

“Mr. Moran, why did that man try to kill you?”

“Many people want to kill me.” Maurice didn’t take the question seriously and sneered.

“Wherever I go, danger follows.” He looked at Eliana and flashed her a knowing smile. Would thiswoman become one of the dangers that would tail him? Flustered by Maurice’s gaze, Eliana loweredher head, and made her way out of his office, holding the signed document.

When she returned to her desk, she still felt uneasy and couldn’t focus on her work, which led to herinefficiency. She pinched the bridge of her nose to relieve some of the headache her latest interactionwith Maurice had brought on.

“Eliana…” Corbin suddenly called from far away. The whole Design Department fell silent, but surely,whatever was about to happen would turn into hot office gossip once Corbin turned his back.

“Mr. Moran sent his assistant to look for Eliana again” Her colleagues shared the news in an onlinegroup.

“Mr. Jenkins.” Eliana stood up and greeted Corbin politely. Corbin handed her a sheet with a stack ofreceipts on the back.

“Mr. Moran is going to attend a party this evening. Please pick up the clothes he needs. Here’s theaddresses!” Eliana was speechless.

Again? Why did Maurice always insist on making her pick up his things? Did he hire her to be hisnanny? She tried to decline politely. “I’m sorry, Mr. Jenkins, but I still have a lot of work to do…”

“Well, it’s also your job to serve Mr. Moran, isn’t it?’ Corbin rudely interrupted her.

“Pick up the clothes or quit. Your choice.” Eliana clenched her fists. What a vengeful man! How couldsuch a narrow-minded, power-tripping person be the CEO of a huge company?