"Carlisle Adam! What are you up to now?"
Stella shouted on top of her lungs as she wiggled out of Adam's hold. Her temper was about to hit the roof. After spending five days of a week stuck in board meetings, dealing with investors and sitting through boring meetings, all she wanted was a good, relaxing week with her family.
But here she was, yelling through the corridors of her new home while looking like a mess. And her twins were to be blamed for this along with her husband who somehow tended to become a child as well during weekends.
"It's fine, my love. You should go and get Ella cleaned up, I will see what the brat is up to now." Adam tried to coerce her into doing something else because he knew if she was to find out what had gone wrong this time, his son would be doomed along with him.
