Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Anne came over and knocked on Catelyn’s desk. “Catelyn, Manager Norman is asking for you in his

office.”

Catelyn scowled in disgust but collected herself regardless and went to knock on Manager Norman’s

door.

“Manager Norman, you need me for something?”

“Close the door, there’s something I need to speak to you about.” Manager Norman was a man in his

forties with a beer belly and his hair thinning out at the top. When he looked at Catelyn, his eyes would

always shine with lust.

Rumors had it that he was a relative to the Atherton family, and his status in the company was

unmoveable.

Catelyn did as she was told and closed the door while Manager Norman shut the curtains, turning the

spacious office into a closed quarter with only the two of them in it.

He sat on the couch and pointed at his side. “Come take a seat.”

‘Does he mean I should simply sit there, or that I’d sit and get harassed?’ seethed Catelyn inwardly

with chills running down her spine. She stood still and said, “Please say what you need to say, Sir.”

Manager Norman crossed his legs as his gaze wandered from Catelyn’s face to her body. He

swallowed heavily and drawled, “Everyone is gossiping about you today in the office. I suppose you’ve

heard?”

“I’m not sure where the rumors started, but those are all nothing but gossip. Rest assured, Sir, that this

won’t affect my work,” Catelyn promised. She really needed the job.

“There’s no smoke without fire, Cat. You know, you’ve always been excellent at your job, and you just

need an opportunity to climb up the ladder. If only you’re willing to make some sacrifices, I’ll make sure

that I give you back the project for Young Master Mason’s birthday mansion.”

His words and the meaning behind them could not have been clearer, and all the hair on Catelyn’s skin

stood in response.

In a previous project, she was forced to go on a business trip with Manager Norman, and he had

accidentally seen her right after she had taken a bath. The client at the time wanted a document, and

she was in too much of a hurry to put on any makeup, so she simply headed out in her pajamas.

Manager Norman ran into her on the way and was instantly stunned. Ever since then, he had never

ceased dropping creepy hints at her.

However, because he was married, he could not act too boldly in the office.

The project for Young Master Mason’s birthday mansion was taken from Catelyn at the direct order of

Cedrick Mason, so Terry could not possibly overwrite that decision.

Catelyn decided not to expose him of it and said, “Thank you for believing in me, but I’m far too

unworthy of such an enormous project.”

“If you have to take it the hard way, then you won’t end up well.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t intend on taking any way at all.”

Seeing how Catelyn refused to obey him, rage filled Manager Norman’s mind and he slammed his

palm against the table before barking, “Those rumors of yours had brought terrible influence to this

company, and in accordance with the discussion within management levels, your bonus for this month

will be reduced by half!”

He made it a point to pause as his expression grew smug and cast her a wretched sneer. “If you wish

to dispute, you’ll do well to consider my proposal…”

To his surprise, Catelyn accepted the punishment right away. “The manager is always right. I have no

objection.”

“…” Rendered speechless, Manger Norman glared at her and asked her to get out. His face was

crammed up with all the fat tissues as he tensed and appeared somewhat vicious.

“Tsk! What’s the point of playing innocent?!” he grumbled.

He turned around to call the marketing department before sending Catelyn over to gather the things

they needed.

It was noon when the sun shone brightest, and even the road seemed to look twisted under the

unforgiving sunlight.

When a person was unlucky, even the slightest thing would turn out in the worst way possible.

When Catelyn was crossing the road, her heel got stuck at the drain, and when she finally managed to

get it out, she ended up with a twisted ankle.

She squatted down by the road, and as she rubbed her ankle, she cursed at Terry’s entire family under

her breath.

Had he not been someone important, he would have gotten fired countless times from how much he

tried to molest female employees.

‘That son of a b*tch! I’m just white-knuckling it for the money!’ she muttered inwardly.

…

“Master Cedrick, that woman at the side of the road looks like Catelyn.” Eason drove past a crossroad

with traffic lights and accidentally spotted a woman squatting by the road as he was waiting for the light

to turn green.

The woman cocked her head to the side slightly, and Eason finally saw her face. Because of how Ollie

argued with Cedrick over her, Eason had a deep impression on Catelyn.

Cedrick followed Eason’s gaze and looked outside the window to find Catelyn squatting with no regard

for her image. She had one hand grabbing tightly onto her right ankle, and her face was pale as she

appeared to be mumbling something to herself.

A strand of her hair dropped over her face and reflected the golden light of the sun, which only

emphasized how beautiful she was.

From where Cedrick was seated, she somehow resembled Ollie…especially with those eyes of hers.