Chapter 392 - Three Hundred And Ninety-two: The Return
The third point of view:
"Eww, I can't do this," Ailee dropped the cotton mop she was holding onto.
After the "little" stunt they pulled yesterday, their grandfather was not exactly happy with them. But then you should trust the twins, they narrated every single detail that led to the fight to him, hoping he would support them.
And yes, Grandfather was on their side until Grace and Philip's mothers argued that he was being partial to them.
When it comes to their cousin's mothers, you could say the kids were their copy. They were snobbish and rude and demanding and it was no surprise their kids took after them.
So to create peace, Grandpa decided to punish them on the account of disgracing their cousins in public - they guessed they all forgot about Grace tripping Neon in public.
Although dissatisfied with the punishment meted out on them - the mothers claimed it was too light - they couldn't complain any longer knowing Grandfather was not a pushover.
Moreover, it satisfied the twins that they had that embarrassing moment of Grace and Phillip on camera. With the video at hand, they would be able to manipulate and threaten both idiots to do their will. Hahaha, who's laughing now.
"Cleaning the toilet is better than having our allowances cut off," Allen, her brother, reminded her.
Yes, the toilets were clean and were not clogged like the ones you'd see in some local restaurants - Sakuzi loves cleanliness and the cleaners do their best to keep the entire house sparkling- but then these are kids who have never touched a vacuum cleaner nor a mop nor a broom in their entire life. So one could imagine how tortuous the punishment of cleaning was to them.
"I'm not doing this," She dropped the mop from exasperation, going to lean against the wall with her arms around her chest and her lips pouting stubbornly.
"Grab the mop, sister, you shouldn't make grandfather angry," Allen ordered, acting as the elder here even though the girl was two minutes older than him.
"He can do his worst," she scoffed, her face darkening with fury, "We are innocent and he knows that. There's no way I'm touching that tingy again" she gestured to the brush in his hand.
"It's called a toilet brush," Allen corrected.
"I don't care!" She snapped at him.
"Don't worry sister, I'll do your part for you, you can rest and leave it to me," Neon suddenly announced to her delight.
"You will?" the girl sounded surprised.
"Of course," Neon said to her proudly, "You two are in this trouble because you were avenging me and I'm very grateful for that. So to make it up to you, I'll take your work," He grinned at work.
"Aww, you're so sweet," Ailee fawned over him, looking him straight in the eyes. For a moment there, both of them didn't say anything, just kept staring at one another with smiles on their faces.
"Creepy," Was the only word that Allen could think of. He couldn't explain it, but it felt like there was another bond Neon and Ailee had formed - and he wasn't part of it - which was absolutely ridiculous.
He has lived with his sister and so far it was just the two of them, alone, working as a team and he loved it. But now, here was Neon and it irked him that another bond had been found between the both of them and no matter what he did, he couldn't join in. It made him uncomfortable because he had this itching feeling that Neon would steal his sister from him in the future.
"Give me that," Allen quickly snatched the mop from him, breaking the moment between them, "Who are you to help her out?"
Ailee shook her head sympathetically, then faced Neon once again to his irritation, saying, "If only Allen was half?as nice as you, the world would be a better place,"
"Whatever," He rolled his eyes, yet having comfort with the fact that her sister was no longer staring at Neon in that weird way.
They quickly resumed their duty while Ailee had the fortune of resting. Unfortunately, they didn't have to work for long - hallelujah- before Isabella burst into the toilet shouting.
"Code Red!"
"Code Red!"
"Code Red? What is Code Red?" Neon asked, having not fully comprehended the meanings behind the color thingy in this household.
"Code Red means danger," Ailee answered while her brother went ahead to question Isabella.
"What is it?"
"Mother is back earlier than expected and we have to leave, like now!"
"Oh shit!" The kids muttered and broke into a run.
They hurried over to their rooms to pack but Isabella went after them hollering, "Sakuzi said there's no time to pack, he's tracked her down and she's twenty minutes away from arrival and on our side, we have roughly fifteen minutes to make it on time,"
"Fine,"
They let go of everything.
"Just go to the rooftop, the chopper is already there," she informed them.
And just like the flash, they all made a course for the rooftop where the chopper was already ready to take off. They had no problem with space since it was a luxury helicopter that can seat up to ten people.
"Finally, we ended up in the chopper," Ailee hinted to the fact that they finally found the helicopter after desiring to possess it for long.
Once seated, everyone had their heart in their throat. They wished it could go faster knowing there was a slight possibility their mother arrived before them.
Immediately they landed, none of them wasted further time to run into the house. Sakuzi ordered the pilot to take another route so his daughter wouldn't sight the chopper and figure something was up.
Not less than five minutes later, a Rolls Royce drove into the spacious lawn and the long-awaited couple stepped out.
"Hey! Hey! They're here!" Isabella informed them and everyone jerked down from the seat, standing at a file.
As soon as the door opened, the kids chorused, "Welcome home mother and father,"
But their mother Reina narrowed their eyes at them and they realized they had made a huge mistake.
They were not acting normal.
The source of this c𝓸ntent is fr(e)𝒆webnovel