The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 429

Chapter 429: Everyone Knows Except You

Having Melissa message her about Lawrence’s condition was surprising. Lola hadn’t expected that at all. Ever since she arrived, she hadn’t seen Melissa until now.

"What?" Lola asked after a tense moment of silence between them. "Angry again?"

Was Melissa about to start her nonsense once more?

Melissa cleared her throat, her chin tilted high, and her sharp eyes trained on Lola.

"I checked on him, and if that bothers you, then you don’t have to tell me next time," Lola said calmly. "Knowing he’s going to live is good enough for me. Just make sure to keep an eye on him. I heard people like that are most likely to do it again."

Having said that, Lola turned on her heel to leave, but her steps halted when Melissa’s voice followed.

"You don’t have to tell me what to do or how to take care of my dad," Melissa said coldly, her eyes glinting as she stared at Lola’s back. "I’ll look after him because he’s my father. My blood is the same as his... unlike someone else’s."

Lola frowned and looked back at her. She scowled, running her tongue along her inner cheek. So that was it. Melissa was basing her insult on the fact that Lola’s blood type didn’t match Lawrence’s.

"You’re tired," Lola pointed out flatly. "Since you’ve donated blood, you should rest as much as you can. Why not ask your mother to take turns watching him?"

Melissa sneered. "How could I ask my mother...?"

"I don’t know." Lola shrugged. "She’s your mom. You’d know better than I would."

With that, she started walking away again until Melissa’s quiet but cutting words stopped her mid-step.

"She’s dead."

Lola froze, confusion flashing across her face as she turned back to Melissa. That was not something she expected to hear. No matter how horrible Melissa could be, she had always been a filial daughter. A brat sometimes, yes, but never disrespectful toward her mother.

Melissa slowly raised her head, walking toward her. Her hands were balled into tight fists, her chest rising and falling with each breath, and her eyes burned with restrained fury.

"My mother’s dead," Melissa said through gritted teeth. "How could I ask her to help me when she’s no longer here?"

"Melissa, I don’t know what’s going on between you and your mother, but I don’t think you should be ’killing’ her off when she’s very much alive—"

"Loren Young."

Melissa’s voice quivered as she ground her teeth, trembling with rage. "Loren Young is dead. My mom is dead, and you—"

Her neck tightened, veins standing out as Lola’s brows furrowed deeply.

Confusion etched across Lola’s face. "Melissa, have you lost your mind?"

"No!" Melissa screamed right in her face. "Lola Young—no, you’re not even a Young! You are... you are..."

Melissa opened and closed her mouth, struggling to find her words. So many emotions swelled in her chest that she didn’t know where to begin.

"Melissa!"

Jasmine’s voice suddenly thundered from the hallway. Both women turned to see her rushing toward them.

Jasmine grabbed her daughter’s arm, yanking it harshly. "Melissa, what are you doing?!"

Lola instinctively stepped back from the mother and daughter, her heart pounding. The things Melissa had said—half nonsensical, half cutting—were enough to make her entire body tremble.

How dare this woman even talk about Loren?

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