Genius Kids' Scheme Claiming Daddy's Billionaire Empire novel Chapter 121

Genius Kids‘ Scheme: Claiming Daddy’s Billionaire Empire

Chapter 121

The car moved smoothly through Silver City’s streets. Irene sat in the back seat surrounded by her children, their small bodies pressed against her like protective shields..

“You okay back there?” Thomas called, glancing in the rearview mirror.

Irene gave him a small smile, pulling the triplets closer. “Never better, she said, her voice softer than usual. “Thanks to my little warriors.”

She ruffled each child’s hair, lingering on their warm heads. Something about watching them stand up for her–these tiny humans barely five years old–had unlocked something she usually kept buried.

“No matter what,” she whispered, “thank you for rushing to my rescue.”

Lily perked up instantly, spotting her chance. She flashed her brothers a quick look that screamed opportunity.

“Don’t thank us, Mom!” she chirped, bouncing in her seat. “Thank Uncle Adam! He brought us!” She shot an adoring look toward the front passenger seat, laying it on thick.

Alex jumped in without missing a beat. “Yeah! Uncle Adam drove us straight there when we told him you might need backup!”

Irene’s eyes drifted to the front of the car. Throughout the whole hospital scene, Adam had maintained that intimidating presence that somehow made everyone else seem smaller. He’d barely spoken, but his being there had said enough.

“Thank you, Adam,” she said, her eyes finding his in the rearview mirror.

For a moment, their gazes locked. Something unspoken passed between them–more than just gratitude. His intense eyes held hers just long enough to make her pulse skip slightly. It was the kind of look that momentarily erased everything else around them.

Adam finally broke the connection, turning to the window. “Don’t mention it,” he replied simply, but the slight softening around his eyes told a different story.

Irene looked away, a hint of a smile playing at her lips. “And Thomas too. For the chauffeur service. I appreciate it.”

The triplets nearly vibrated with excitement at this tiny exchange, as if they’d just witnessed some epic romance scene. Their eyes sparkled with barely contained glee.

Thomas twisted the wheel, catching Irene’s eye in the mirror. “Don’t let any of that hospital BS get to you,” he said, usual cheerfulness edged with bite. “Those people aren’t worth the headspace.”

His knuckles tightened on the wheel as the scene replayed in his mind. Those idiots wouldn’t know a diamond if it smacked them in the face. Even blinder than I was when I first met her! The irony hit him hard. And they call themselves family? What a joke.

“Seriously,” he added, unable to hold back, “the way they treated you was completely messed up. Blaming you for something that had zero to do with you.”

They rode in comfortable silence the rest of the way. Irene gazed out the window, focusing on her children’s warmth against her sides rather than the cold accusations from earlier.

Back at Emerald Garden, they found Joseph waiting, his face lined with worry and lingering anger as he paced with his cane.

“You’re back,” he said, relief washing over him, “All good?”

“All good,” Irene assured him, squeezing his hand as she passed. She turned to her hovering children. “You three, time to hit the

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