The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy!-Chapter 752: Deadline

Meanwhile...

Haji raised his hands as men surrounded him, their weapons pointed in his direction.

Damn it... he breathed out, almost imagining Chuck and Scarlet’s reaction when they found out he got caught.

When Haji parted from them under the excuse of taking a leak, he quickly searched for where the big bosses were. However, even after secretly knocking out one of the marshals and taking their clothes, things still got out of hand when he was questioned while trying to blend in.

He didn’t have a choice—the man questioning him had started pulling out his gun.

In the end, Haji was forced into a confrontation, which only drew more attention. After what felt like forever—after taking down everyone who stood in his way—here he was, ambushed by some guys he actually recognized.

"Haji," one of the men called with a snort. "What the hell are you doing here?"

The man glanced around casually before locking eyes with him again. "Where’s she?"

"Who?"

"That motherfucking lunatic, Looney." The man stressed the nickname with irritation at the thought of Lola. "She’s with you, isn’t she?"

"With how popular she is with all of you, she decided not to come," Haji shrugged. "From her words, she said, uh... she’s taken and is leaving the life of entertaining suitors."

"That delusional fucking bitch," the man hissed. He looked at the others. "Take him."

"Wait—ack!" Before Haji could react, someone struck him from behind, knocking him unconscious.

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SPLASH!

Haji’s brows crinkled at the cold splash. He winced as his nape throbbed, peeking through one eye. He shook his head, trying to get the liquid off his face.

"Haji, what a nice surprise!"

The moment he heard the gleeful voice, he winced again. He was far too familiar with it.

Vito.

Slowly, Haji lifted his head and saw Vito sauntering in, a bottle of rum in one hand and a cigar clipped between the fingers of the other. Vito dropped onto the couch across from him. Haji was bound to a chair.

"Shit," Haji muttered, glancing at his tied hands. "Seriously? You had them bind me?"

"Oh, that’s not my order!" Vito placed a hand over his chest, feigning offense, then gestured lazily. "Hey, stupid. Why did you bind my favorite dog? I told you he looks better with a leash, not a rope."

The guard stepped forward silently, pulling out a Swiss knife. With one swift motion, he cut Haji’s ropes loose.

"Shit," Haji exhaled as he stretched his wrists and wiped his face. He sniffed, finally realizing what had been poured on him wasn’t water.

It was gin.

"It’s been a while since we’ve had a drink," Vito said, waving dismissively at the guard who still hovered nearby. He cocked his head. "What? You think I can’t handle my dog if he decides to bite the hand that fed him?"

"I’m sorry, boss."

"Go fuck yourself." Vito clicked his tongue as the guard left. He turned back to Haji. "Where is she?"

His smile stretched wide, eyes narrowing. "My dearest girlfriend. Where’s my Looney?"

"Your dearest girlfriend is a married woman with two children," Haji said as he untied the bindings around his feet. "For fuck’s sake—why is everyone looking for her?"

"My girl is popular," Vito leaned back, watching him. "You didn’t answer my question, Haji. Where is she?"

Haji was now completely free. He could leave at any moment.

"Fuck!" he cursed, meeting Vito’s eyes. "She’s not here. Do you think if she were here, I’d be standing here alone?"

"Fair point." Vito nodded. "She’s not the type to send you when she does it better herself. At least she finds me before I find her."

"That was when she wanted to find you," Haji muttered.

Vito clicked his tongue, looking at him bitterly. "Leave. I don’t want to see your face."

"I’m looking for someone," Haji said, ignoring him. "If you’ve got her, I’m taking her back."

Vito blinked. "Who?"

"You know who I’m talking about."

"That girl?" Vito tilted his head. "What’s her name again? Yuko? Yu...na?"

Haji’s face twisted as Vito continued mumbling different names. If he didn’t know him better, he’d think Vito was baiting him. But Vito was genuinely terrible with names—even worse than Atlas.

And not on purpose. There were times he’d massacre an entire enemy group and forget the boss’s name. In Vito’s logic, there was no need to remember people who were dead.

"Yuri."

"Ah! Yes, that woman!" Vito snapped his fingers.

"So you do know her?" Haji asked.

"She’s investigating me. How could I not notice a sneaky little bitch sniffing around my turf?" Vito laughed. "I don’t think she knows that I know. It’s quite fun to watch. She eats up every crumb I sprinkle."

If Yuri is who I think she is... she probably knows he’s already caught on.

"Where is she?" Haji asked bluntly. "You didn’t do anything to her, did you?"

Vito blinked. "Why would I? I figured one of these days my Looney would come back to me because of her. But I was wrong. So, just take her away. She’s causing too much disturbance anyway."

"I believe she’s working as a ring girl today," he added casually. "Go there, and you’ll find her. Drag her away."

Silence fell between them as Haji stared at him.

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Vito. In fact, he was certain Vito wasn’t joking. He just wasn’t moving because...

"Why abduct her—"

"Hey!" Vito raised a hand. "Let me stop you right there. I abducted no one. If I were to abduct someone, it would be my girlfriend. But it’s not the right time yet."

"What does that mean?" Haji frowned.

"You don’t know?" Vito tilted his head. "Some people want her husband’s head. It’s only a matter of time before they get him. Those little demons, too... and everyone around him."

He leaned forward, resting his arm on his leg.

"They asked me if I wanted to help them. In exchange, they’d let her live—Looney. They already got Amala and that guy Silo, you know? They’re waiting for my response. Gave me a deadline."

He pointed at the clock on the wall. "See that? I’ve got one hour to respond. If I don’t... that bitch Farah will come for me next."

"So, Haji..." Vito continued casually, as if discussing dinner plans. "What do you think? Should I join hands with them?"