Twins Secret (Tiffany)

Chapter 199 Throwing a Tantrum for Money "You guys are still causing trouble here. Why don't you go to the police station and check on your precious son first?" Tiffany's icy voice cut through the crowd, drawing everyone's attention.

Leila and Vernon stared at Tiffany with suspicion, not understanding what she meant. "What are you talking about?" Leila got up from the ground, dusting herself off with a look of disdain.

"I said your precious son is currently at the police station. Why don't you go take a look?" Tiffany walked over, and the children immediately ran to her, their faces lighting up with joy.

Leila met Tiffany's gaze, feeling a growing sense of unease.

Leila rushed forward, grabbing Tiffany's arm and demanding angrily, "What did you do to my son?" "He tried to vandalize my studio, so I simply called the police." Tiffany smirked, shaking off Leila's hand and gently patting the children's heads.

"Are you okay, sweethearts?" Tiffany's voice was gentle, her eyes filled with concern.

"Mommy, with Ms. Penrose here, those bad people didn't get a chance to cnear us." Sam quickly pulled Lily's hand and praised her in front of Tiffany.

Lily smiled shyly, and Tiffany looked at her with gratitude.

"Thank you, Ms. Penrose, for taking care of them." "Miss Grey, no need to thank me. It's just part of our job." As they finished their exchange, a sharp, explosive sound cfrom Leila's direction.

Leila had finally realized what was happening. She had thought Tiffany was bluffing, but Vernon had seen the message on his phone. It was from Connor, sent just before he was taken to the, police station. filled with curses directed at Tiffany.

"You little witch! He's your brother! How could you do this to him? You never supported us, but what did Connor ever do to you? Sending him to the police station, you're heartless!" "Everyone, csee what a wonderful daughter I raised!" Leila shouted, making a scene and accusing Tiffany of being ungrateful. The onlookers, already curious, now had more to gossip about, criticizing Tiffany for being unfilial and malicious.

Tiffany ignored them, preparing to leave with the children.

Leila, seeing no benefit, wasn't about to let her go easily. They had planned to take the children, hoping to use them as leverage to meet Leon. Now that Tiffany was here, they decided to extort her instead.

Leila gave Vernon a look, and he understood, blocking Tiffany's path with his body. "Tiffany, are you really going to walk away without acknowledging your own parents?" Vernon's face was dark with displeasure.

Tiffany looked at him coldly, a mocking smile on her lips. "Now you remember you're my father? When you wouldn't letgo to school, make friends, and treatedlike a maid, you never claimedas your daughter. Why now?" "Stop talking nonsense! I treated you well, but you were ungrateful and ran away! Now you look down on us!" Vernon's guilty look quickly turned into one of self-righteousness.

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Leila wasn't having it. She grabbed Tiffany's arm, glaring fiercely. "What did you do to my son? Get him out of the police station now!" "He'll be out tomorrow, but tell him to stay away fromin the future." Tiffany had no intention of fighting, gently pushing Leila away.

Leila, ever the tist, fell to the ground, pointing at Tiffany and shouting.

"Oh my! She's hitting her own mother! This is outrageous!" Leila's scream could be heard for miles, but she wasn't done. Determined to get Connor out, she wouldn't let Tiffany leave easily.

She grabbed a nearby bystander, pointing at his phone.

"Young man, helpout. Start a live stream and show everyone what a heartless daughter I have!" The bystander immediately started streaming, pointing his phone at Tiffany's face. The live stream quickly attracted a crowd, escalating the situation.

Tiffany and the children were trapped at the kindergarten entrance, unable to leave. The children, never having seen such a scene, huddled behind Tiffany in fear.

Flora clung tightly to Tiffany's clothes, her eyes red. "Mommy, why won't they let us leave? We didn't do anything wrong." Tiffany's heart ached seeing Flora so scared. She glared at Leila, who only responded with more accusations.

"Why are you looking atlike that? You're the one who did wrong! If you don't givean explanation today, don't think about taking these brats with you!" Leila stood up, hands on her hips, looking unreasonable and domineering.

Tiffany clenched her fists, questioning, "Mom, they're your m grandchildren! How can you let strangers block them like this?" "And you can hurt your own brother! Get him out of the police station, or I'll do worse." With support from the crowd, Leila felt emboldened. Tiffany had to give in to their demands.

Tiffany looked around, seeing more people gathering. The children were trembling, whispering "Mommy" in fear. Tiffany's brows furrowed. She knew Leila and Vernon were after money.

"I'll give you the money, but I don't want this to happen again." Tiffany finally relented. She couldn't let the children get hurt and had to meet their demands.

Hearing they could get money, Leila and Vernon were overjoyed.

Leila scoffed, "You should have given us the money earlier instead of dragging it out."

She held out her hand, demanding the money from Tiffany, Theom curious to see how onlookers were m much Tiffany would give. "Wait, you not only have to give us the money but also get Connor out." Leila remembered her son was still in the police station and wouldn't settle for just money.

Tiffany's eyes turned cold, staring at Leila.

"Mom, he tried to destroy my studio. The police arrested him. Even if I go, it won't help." Leila was about to explode, but before she could, a cold voice broke the tension...