"Phew!" Second and Chacha wiped their foreheads with their arms as they heaved a sigh of relief. "That was close."
Slater, standing beside them, patted his chest. "I thought we were dead."
"I saw you guys!"
The three of them shivered as Lola's faint voice penetrated the door. They slowly looked back at the door behind them before deciding to ignore what they heard.
"Didn't hear it—wow, I think I'm having ear problems," Slater tugged his earlobe, then gazed down at the twins. "Chacha, Second, did you hear that?"
The two of them blinked their round, innocent eyes. "Hear what, Uncle Best?"
"Heh. Nothing!" Slater grinned, watching them grin back at him.
With that, the three of them tiptoed away, as if that would erase their traces.
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Disbelief swelled in Lola's heart as she stared at the now-shut door. She saw the twins and Slater, but the babies were innocent. No doubt, it was Slater's fault. But the bigger culprit was…
