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Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 678
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Chapter 678

Jolene covered her face with her hands, concealing her expression. "I wish he wasn't a

Cheever."

Catelyn's face brightened up as if she had just smelled a pot of hot piping tea of gossip, but

Jolene did not catch that. Even though Catelyn wanted to gossip more, they had to focus on

their priority of finding Windy and talk about the collaboration.

Jolene would eventually open up to her again when the time was right.

However, when Catelyn called Deluxe International, her request was politely declined by the

receptionist on the other side of the phone.

Catelyn had no other choice but to look for Philip.

Philip was lectured by Windy and was pissed, so he started yelling at Catelyn before she

could even say anything. "How unreliable you are, Miss Clark! How could the person in

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charge change their mind so easily?! If you're not genuine about the collaboration, just say

so...”

Catelyn listened to his ramble patiently and added, "I'm aware of the mistakes made from

my end, but please, could you please let me see Miss Windy?"

"Miss Windy isn't here at the moment. She went on a vacation at the beach."

Catelyn was speechless.

"When will she be back, then?" she asked.

"Miss Windy is a very spontaneous woman. She might be back in a few hours or tomorrow noon," said Philip.

"Can you please let me know when she's back?"

"If you stand me up again..."

"No, no. It won't happen, I promise," Catelyn reassured him.

Only then did Philip agree to her request.

Truth be told, Cedrick was the reason Philip was willing to help Catelyn. He had no intention of looking for trouble if

it was not for Cedrick.

Catelyn let out a sigh of relief upon hearing Philip's answer. All she had to do next was wait for Windy to come back.

She was also thinking about using the company's name to do some charity work while Hunter was decent to her.

She then invited Joanna to the old folks' home for some volunteer work. After all, Joanne was generally keen and

passionate when it came to volunteering.

It could be because of her family background, but Joanne had always been very respectful toward the elderly.

However, for some reason, Joanne had politely denied her invitation for the volunteer work this time.

Catelyn did not think much of it as she thought she was just busy with work.

Unbeknownst to Catelyn, Joanne was pacing hesitantly in her room at that moment. She had made an appointment

earlier for an abortion by pill that afternoon.

Joanne was lost and helpless. After all, this was her first time getting pregnant...and having an abortion.

She rubbed her flat belly. It was probably still a tiny fetus at that point, yet she was about to get rid of it.

She had no other choice. If she dragged it on any longer, it would be dangerous for both

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herself and the baby.

She felt sorry and prayed for the baby’s soul to have better luck in their next life.

Joanne prepared herself mentally before putting on an oversized jacket and a pair of

sunglasses, heading toward the private hospital.

Edwin left the Atherton Manor and went straight to the office to attend to some urgent

matters. His henchman, whom he had ordered to check on Joanne's background, had

reported back to him, including about her family’s house address, the school she used to go

to, and her past jobs.

Ocean Path Residence?

That name was familiar to him. He vaguely remembered that Catelyn lived there before, too.

"Mister Atherton, there was no record of Miss winters’ medical record. I was unable to find

out whether she was pregnant or not, but..." the man hesitated as if he was afraid to carry

on.

Edwin tossed the file on the desk and said, "Speak."

”1 found out that Miss Winters had made an anonymous appointment for three thirty in the

evening...for an abortion."