Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 173

John Walsh storms into breakfast the next morning, making everyone at the table freeze.

“What is the meaning of this,” he growls at Evelyn, who stares at him with a piece of toast half in her mouth.

Evelyn removes her toast and clears her throat. “What are you talking about, dad?” she asks.

, his hands still wrapped around his teacup filled with hot cocoa.

is grandson, all seated there.

m and Evelyn’s mother glances at the door.

arrowing sarcastically. “And I was so looking forward to seeing him.”

duty,” Walsh says, glaring around at them. “He didn’t even check in last night, after

an asks, his eyebrows raised.

.

his fault.”

raight, sending Ian a little glance of

Evelyn. But Evelyn cut her teeth on that wrath – she knows how to handle it.

nt set in front of her. “But I really don’t know anything about what you’re talking about. You know that Joyce and I haven’t had any contact for years – why would I know anything now?”

ts the bowl of fruit and daintily gives herself a scoop before returnin

gh the door.

g –“

m a stern look and then nods his head towards the rest of the room, asking Willard,

Willard’s mouth slams shut as he glances at the family, doing a double-

mposure. “Evelyn. So lovely to see you again.”

ing back in her chair and picking up her cup of tea. “Tr

raises an eyebro

abusive situation. In so many ways,” she says, c*g her head charmingly to the side and giving him a pretty smile, “you’re my savior.”

s at her, not really knowing what to do with this information.

im a little nod a

back to Walsh. “We need to talk,” he says, gritting his teeth. “

ns to his mother.

on’t get underfoot.”

t Evelyn interrupts her.

n his own, anyway, without us or Alvin hanging around.”

hrough it. “Does he seem all right without his twin? I know they’re never apart.”

ent and then picks up the Arts pages. The two read together in quiet, the picture of familial harmony.

gone. Adults walk too fast, he thinks, frustrated as he tries to find a balance between looking casual and tracking his quarry.

overs that they haven’t gone

n, bouncing the ball and collecting the jacks as he does.

d’s angry voice.

– I’m sure that everything is fine.”

sappears as well – and at the same time…”

, frustrated. “What?”

until he can see through the crack in the door and – beyond it – just barely set eyes on the two men together bent over a phone.

g his eye away from the door, returning to his game.

age is supposed to tell me?”

nt,” Willard growls. “Drone footage from this morning. Don’t you see? He’s on the move. He’s rallying his troops, getting them in formation to march. T

– but he was excited to hear that something big was happening. Something that had Willard and Walsh worried.

d form his voice. “That he’s coming here?”

sidering that his other declared enemy right now is a single Rogue woman, then yes, W

velyn’s return…”

“My point precisely.” Willard s

ashes up the stairs, his light feet making no noise as he goes.

ushing the door closed behind him and leaning against it.

lyn is waiting for him, sitti

me everything you heard.”

the bed.