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James left Crystal's new home and was heading back to his place. His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, and he needed time to cool down and gather his thoughts.
The image of the twin boys, who bore an uncanny resemblance to himself and Ashton at that age, kept flashing through his mind.
He didn't need a DNA test to know that they were Jones's children.
As the always composed and collected President James Jones, he faced a dilemma like never before. He knew he had to find a solution, but the thought of anyone discovering the children's existence could mean losing Ava forever.
James was still in a state of frustration, furrowing his brow as he paced the room, trying to figure out a solution to the problem at hand when the persistent ringing of his phone interrupted his thoughts.
Glancing at the caller ID, he hesitated momentarily, contemplating whether to take the call.
