Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love

Finally, Jay understood why Doris had such a strange smile on her face.

'She even pretended to be nice by saying that she would cook for me!

She has clearly set a trap for me!'

Jay lingered on this thought with a smile.

"Alright, Mr. Fang. I'll stay with you today. But I want one million," whispered the beautiful woman.

Jay looked at her. "You'll stay for one million? Let me think about it." Jay was a wealthy man, but he was never careless. He had to think this through. This was Doris' home, and everything must be done carefully.

She was not going to win so easily.

"Yes, one million," repeated the beautiful woman.

"Why don't we sit down for a while? We can discuss this later."

"Take your time. I'm not in a hurry." She grabbed hold of Jay's hand and began to lead him back to the sofa.

"Mr. Fang..."

"Mr. Fang..."

Jay felt as though he had been hit on the head with a club.

In front of him stood several more women, each one glammed up for the evening.

"Mr. Fang, you didn't invite more women, did you? You promised it would just be you and me tonight! I've been looking forward to this evening with you for days. How could you lie to me? I'm so upset!" A woman looked at him with a pout on her lips.

"You told me I'd be the only one. Why are there so many women? I'm really disappointed," another added.

Jay's blood boiled with anger. 'How cruel you are, Doris!'

"Jay promised me five hundred thousand for tonight,' bragged another woman.

"What! He only offered me three hundred thousand!" whined another.

"What? Why have you offered these other women so much more than me? Are they so much better than me? You only offered me one hundred thousand!" The woman was furious to learn that Jay thought she was worth so little.

Jay knew he was in big trouble now. The messages were sent from his WeChat account. How was he going to solve this problem?

Jay anxiously looked at the women one by one. He tried to look calm as he quickly thought of what to do.

Doris truly was a heartless woman. She'd made things hard for him, and he couldn't let her get away with that. She wanted to stress him out, and he was not going to let her see him like that.

Jay took a single breath to compose himself. Then, he proceeded to turn on his charms. "My sincerest apologies, ladies. I must have been sleepwalking when I sent you all those messages! That was my mistake, and it would be unfair to let you leave here with nothing. How about I give you one hundred thousand each? I won't give it to you for free, though, so you'd need to have dinner with me. How does that sound?"

It wouldn't be too hard to get the money.

The women were reluctant, but when they heard the offer, none of them wanted to leave.

"Mr. Fang, you know the we always listen to you," said one of the beautiful women. "We'll stay." Finally, the women agreed on it.

Jay walked over to the sofa and lay down. "Unfortunately, my maid isn't back with the food yet. How about we make good use of this time by squeezing in a massage before dinner?"

"With pleasure," one agreed. The rest of the women followed her lead.

Jay leaned back and closed his eyes. He was enjoying this.

'Ah, Doris,' he thought with smile. 'I can't wait to see the look on your face when you get back.'

Meanwhile, Doris was at the supermarket, leisurely browsing through the aisles. She was in no hurry to return home. Jay could be gone by the time she got back. Maybe he got so irritated by the women and left.

It didn't take her long to remember that Jay didn't have any clothes. He wouldn't be able to leave.

'Wait. Why am I so worried about him?' she thought to herself. 'He's rich enough. Those women can buy him some clothes.'

Doris continued to think about Jay as she carried on with her shopping. With all of these jealous women fighting for his attention, would Jay be annoyed, or would he be pleased?

The longer she thought about it, the better she felt.

She really loved to tease him.

Doris had been shopping for over an hour. She decided it was finally time to go home. She strolled out of the supermarket, her arms laden with shopping bags.

She hummed along with the radio and tapped on the steering wheel as she drove home to her apartment.

It was almost dark by the time she arrived.

Doris expertly parked her car and pulled her shopping bags out of the trunk.

She looked up towards her windows and noticed with a shock that her lights were on.

'I thought he'd be gone by now.'

She cautiously walked towards her front door, listening carefully.

Was that laughter she could hear from inside? That couldn't be right. Did he manage to make peace with them?

How the hell did he do that?

Obviously, she had underestimated Jay's power over women. He could see through them so easily. Dealing with these women would've been a piece of cake for him. She should have known that all his late nights at the club prepared him for situations like this.

"I'm way too naive to be playing these games," she muttered to herself.

"What do I do now?" Doris grumbled. 'Maybe I should just stay out here for a while. I've got such a tiny apartment. Where else could I go?'

Just as she was walking away from her door, it creaked open.

"Why are you wasting time just standing there? Are you trying to starve us to death?"

The woman who opened the door looked condescendingly at Doris. 'Who does she think she is? She's talking to me like she owns this place!' Doris fumed as she thought of a good retort.

"If you're so scared of starving, then you should've brought your own food with you!" Doris glared at the woman as if daring her to say anything more. Roughly pushing past the offended woman, she barged into her apartment.

She found the place full of women. In the living room, Jay lay cozily on the sofa.

"Jay, your maid has a bad attitude. She was so rude to me!" complained the woman who opened the door.

"Well, perhaps I spoil her a little too much," Jay murmured thoughtfully. He sneaked a glance at Doris and laughed. Doris seethed with anger as she listened to their conversation. 'A maid? How dare he tell these women I'm his maid? How will I explain myself now?'

She wanted to defend herself in her own home, but she didn't know how to do it. It didn't help that Jay was lounging around naked. If she made a wrong move, the women could cause a lot of trouble. They might say she was flirting with Jay.

Finally, she came to a decision. 'Fine,' Doris thought. Til play along with his little game for now.' It was not like she got anything to lose. "Why don't you go and cook our dinner? And it better be good!" The woman who gave this command was as arrogant as she was beautiful. "Right away, ma'am. It looks like Mr. Fang is in good hands with you. Dinner will be ready soon," Doris replied submissively, fists clenched.

"You see how obedient she can be? I've trained her well. Now, hurry up and get dinner ready. You've made us wait long enough." Jay waved her away towards the kitchen with a smirk.

As Doris headed for the kitchen, she heard one of the women saying, "Well, Mr. Fang, that maid of yours isn't looking too good now that you've got all these beautiful women in the room." "You're right! She looks terribly plain and boring," another woman answered.

"Haven't you all heard of that saying? 'An ugly woman... " Jay hesitated to continue.

""An ugly woman always makes trouble!"" finished one of the women.

"Always makes trouble!" Jay repeated with a chuckle. Doris was not at all ugly, but she most definitely was a troublemaker.

Today was a perfect example of how just much trouble she could be.

Only Doris could come up with an idea as crazy as this one.

Doris cursed under her breath. Out loud, she asked, "If I'm such a troublemaker, are you sure you still want to eat the food that I cook?"

"Listen to her! Speaking as if she were the mistress of the house! You should scold her, Mr. Fang!" As she said this, the woman leaning on his arm sneered in contempt.