You, Me And Our Genius Twins Chapter 7


    Chapter 7 Let’s Fight


    Wem could not believe what he was hearing. Hey, kids shouldn’t be gambling. And why did you


    have to be so roundabout about it? I don’t think we need to do any paternity tests anymore. This boy is


    Master Sebastian’s son. Since the boy could possibly be his employer’s son, Wem entertained him.


    He knelt down on one knee and looked the boy in the eye. “What kind of game would you like to y,


    Master Joel?”


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    Buddy answered, “Easy. We’re betting on who’s going to win or lose.”


    “I see.”


    Wem was about to say that he bet that Sebastian would win, but then Joel said, “I’m betting that my


    mom is gonna lose.”


    Huh? I must be hearing things. I think I have to get more sleep. “Ah, so you’re betting that your mother


    is going to win, huh?”


    Buddy blinked. “No. I’m saying my mom is gonna lose, and that handsome mister is going to win.”


    Wem looked at him curiously, and a momentter, he asked, “May I ask why?”


    I thought you liked watching your mother beat someone up. What’s more, your mother is a decent


    fighter. She took out the second-best fighter in one fell swoop. Well, Quinton might have been caught


    by surprise, and he might have held back because she’s your mother, but that doesn’t change the fact


    that she’s a decent fighter. We can see that clearly. If she’s that good a fighter, why are you betting on


    her losing?


    Buddy grinned at him and huddled closer. “I am not telling,” he whispered.


    Wem froze up. If you’re not telling me, then why did youe so close? Do you like pranking


    people that much?


    Sebastian felt a weird feeling bubbling up within him as he watched the child.


    He wasn’t interested in women, nor did he like kids, but for some inexplicable reason, he felt a sense of


    closeness to the boys, especially to the shorter one. He looked sweet, and whenever he smiled, it


    melted Sebastian’s heart. For some reason, he wanted to pat his head, hug him, and give him the


    entire world. He stooped down before Buddy again and smiled. “So, what’s the ante?”


    “Oh, I can tell you.” He pointed at Wem’s head. “I want ten strands of his hair.”


    Oh, so he’s trying to avenge his brother, huh?


    Amused, Sebastian looked at Wem. “Of course.”


    Well, I can’t do anything about that. Wem nodded. “Of course, Master Joel.”


    Joel blinked again. “You’re betting that my mom will win, right?”


    “Yes.” Not like I can say no. Master Sebastian is clearly taking your side.


    “Nice.” Buddy smiled happily, and he went back to his brother. “Aldo, I’ll avenge your missing hair. Just


    you wait. I’m great at plucking hairs. And by great, I mean it’s super painful.”


    Sebastian smiled. “And why are you so sure I’ll win?”


    Buddy made a face. “I’m not telling.”


    Sebastian smiled. “It’s alright. This fight will end quickly.” Only one way to know the results. He looked


    at Madeline. “Miss Taylor, are you picking the spot, or shall I do it?”