"Congratulations, you're pregnant with twins."

Renata Madison walked out of the doctor's office with the diagnosis report in hand, beaming with excitement.

She couldn't wait to share the news with Nathan.

As she pushed open the door of her rental apartment, her heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Lange, with a face full of wrinkles and eyes clouded with rage, was sitting in her living room.

"You wench, how dare you pester my grandson?" Mrs. Lange spat, her voice sharp and piercing.

Renata's smile faded as she tried to explain herself. "Please let me explain, Mrs. Lange."

The older woman cut her off with a dismissive wave of her hand. "No need. I won't show any mercy to someone like you. Get an abortion. A b*stard like that has no right to be born!"

Renata's heart sank, and she backed away in fear as two menacing men in black approached her. The men's eyes were fierce and seemed to be capable of tearing her apart. She turned to run, but one of the men grabbed her by the hair, yanking her to the ground.

"Ahh!" Renata screamed in pain as the two men began to kick her in the belly. The blows were heavy, and each one felt like a dagger piercing her skin.

"I've warned you. Why did you come here to provoke me? You are so shameless. I have to execute a large number of women every year who are as shameless as you and think that a woman who hooks up with the men in the Lange family can become the member of the family."

Mrs. Lange's voice was cold and cruel, like the howl of a demon from the depths of hell. Renata pleaded with tears, "Please let me go. Nathan and I truly love each other."

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Lange's cane crashed down onto Renata's face with a deafening "bang". "Don't talk about love. You b*tch, you have no right to say love."

Pain shot through Renata's body as she collapsed onto the ground. The world around her spun and shook, as if the ground beneath her was collapsing.

...

The man in black raised his foot to deliver another blow to Renata's belly, and said, "Mrs. Lange, she's not moving anymore."

"Throw the body into the Dead Cave."

"Yes, Madam!"

As they wrapped her in a sack, Renata clung tightly to the pregnancy report in her hand, still wanting to tell Nathan that she carried their child, but she never have the chance anymore.

......

Five years later.

"Jay, will dad really come here?"

On the small steps of the flower bed next to the gate of the Saatchi Media.

The four-year-old cute twins were sitting there, watching people coming and going. They had been waiting for two hours, but they still didn't see the man they wanted to see.

Although they had different genders, they looked very similar. When they smiled, their eyebrows were curved, and there were faint dimples on their faces, which made passers-by unconsciously look at them.

"I'm sure. This is his company, and he's the president. He should be here. Jeanette, remember to act according to the plan later."

Jay Madison was sure.

On the phone screen, the man's handsome face was cold, and his dark eyes were shining with sharp light, making him look like a superior king that no one dared to disobey.

This was the man they were looking for. He had never appeared in their world as a dad.

"We can only wait for another twenty minutes, or mom will find that we are not there, and then we’ll be doomed."

Jeanette Madison looked at the time worriedly. After all, her mom has a bad temper.

As soon as she finished speaking.

The motorcade drove into sight and slowly stopped in front of the red carpet.

"Sir, we're here."

The driver in white gloves opened the door.

The man who came out of the car had a handsome face and his dark eyes were as dark as ink. There was a dense coldness between his eyebrows, which made people stay away from him.

The man in black led the way!

The group of people walked quickly to the lobby.

"Boohoo!"

The little girl suddenly rushed out and bumped into the man in black. Then she fell to the ground and let out an ear-piercing cry. Her pink and tender face was full of tears, which made people feel distressed.

"What's going on?"

The butler came quickly with his eyebrows knitted tightly. 'Boss is most afraid of this kind of baby crying. Why would a little girl come out of nowhere?'

"No, I don't know."

The man in black knew how to deal with the gangsters.

But he couldn’t scold or hit such a little girl. A group of strong men looked around in a panic, trying to find someone to help them.