Genius Kids‘ Scheme: Claiming Daddy’s Billionaire Empre
Chapter 152
Irene was heading back to her om when her phone erupted with the triplets incoming video call. Three little faces instantly crowded the screen, each shoving for a better view.
“Mom!‘ they shouted in unison, the chaotic overlay of voices making Irene wince and hold the phone at arm’s length.
“Mom, whatcha doing? Where’s Uncle Adam? Lucas muscled his way to the center of the frame before getting pushed back by his siblings.
Does Mom miss Lily? Lily cooed, fluttering her eyelashes with practiced perfection.
They trampled over each other’s words with such enthusiasm that he couldn’t get a word in edgewise. She couldn’t help the smile that crept across her face at their eager expressions.
“Of course I miss you monsters,” she said, her voice instantly softer. Just finished dinner. Your guys behaving for Great–grandfather?”
She sank deeper into the couch cushions, tucking one leg under herself. “Adam’s buried in work stuff. Can’t come to the phone right now.” The sight of their little faces melted away the day’s tension.
Alex nodded with exaggerated seriousness. “That’s cool. Let Uncle Adam finish his important CEO stuff.”
“Weve been angels!” Lucas crowed, puffing his chest out. “Great–grandfather thinks we’re the best!”
Lily propped her chin on her hands, eyes wide. “So what’ve you been up to all day?”
Irene smirked at the screen. “Movies, shows, eating whatever I want. No kids around means total freedom.”
That ought to make them jealous, she thought smugly.
“With Uncle Adam?” Alex pounced, hope practically dripping from his voice.
“Nope,” Irene popped the ‘p‘ sound. “Adam’s been locked in his room with work all day. We had dinner together, that’s it.”
The kids‘ faces fell in perfect sync, their disappointment impossible to disguise despite their scrambling to hide it.
These little matchmakers are relentless, Irene realized. We’re literally staying in the same place and barely crossing paths. What do they expect?
The triplets recovered quickly, plastering on brave faces.
“Uncle Adam works super hard,” Lily sighed dramatically.
Lucas nudged her. “Mom’ll take good care of him though.” His tone dripped with hidden meaning.
A weird flutter kicked up in Irene’s chest. Take care of Adam? These kids are something else.
“Duh, ‘cause Mom’s his doctor,” Alex jumped in, words tumbling out suspiciously fast.
They chatted about school and great–grandfather stories for a few more minutes before ending the call. Irene shook her head afterward, amused by their transparent scheming.
The night stretched on as Irene dove back into her movie marathon. She’d knocked out three films already and was deep into the fourth when she realized the suite had been silent for hours.
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By the time the credits rolled on the fifth and final movie, she frowed at the time. Past midnight, and no sign of Adam.
Surely he can’t still be working?
She padded upstairs and tapped lightly on his door.
Inside, Adam snapped back to reality, the spreadsheets on his screen momentarily forgotten.
The treatment. Damn.
He tossed down his pen and rubbed his tired eyes. “Come in, he called, looking up as Irene stepped through the doorway.
One look at him and Irene’s frown deepened. Shadows hung under his eyes, and exhaustion etched itself into every line of his face.
This workaholic is going to crash and burn if he keeps this up. But shebit back the lecture. He was a grown man who made his own choices, and pushing the issue would only make things awkward.
“Treatment time,” she said simply, holding up her equipment.
The session went smoothly, though by the end both clearly needed sleep. As she packed up, their eyes met briefly a moment of connection that felt oddly intimate in the late–night silence. Irene couldn’t help adding: “It gets colder here at night than back home. Throw something warm on after your bath. And maybe actually sleep at some point.”
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