The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy!-Chapter 611: Quick Regret

Tomie and Lola continued talking, with Florida staying close enough to listen to the plan they were discussing. As for the boss, he lingered nearby, but this time, he wasn’t paying attention to their exchange. If anything, all he could think about was what Tomie had said.

About the deadly tunnels underground in the territory. About the perspective of the once-mocked late governor of Ha—now called New Gehran—and just how little the boss had known about how good that late governor actually was.

The boss had heard that this region used to flourish more than the others. From what he’d been told, people from neighboring regions even planned to move here. Unlike the rest, this place offered more opportunities. It had been the richest region, after all, and its citizens were said to be happy.

Sure, there had still been shady dealings. Ravah had always been that kind of place—especially in other regions, where activities considered illegal elsewhere were tolerated. But compared to now, back then it had been far more peaceful and tolerable.

At least, that was what he’d heard.

And until now, he hadn’t believed it... until he listened to Tomie.

It stirred mixed emotions in the boss’s heart.

He lifted his eyes to Lola and Tomie, gulping as he stared at them, then shifted his gaze to the people around. Residents moved in and out of the bar, while others departed in trucks to secure different areas of the district.

Right now, District Five was their base—all of it.

This was a scene none of them had ever witnessed before. And in its own strange way, it left everyone with a mix of anxiety and relief, forcing them to step back and reflect on what had just happened.

"Hm, let me think," Lola hummed before her eyes lit up. "Oh, right. Him."

At that, Tomie and Florida both turned toward the boss. He flinched when he noticed all three of them looking at him.

"Uh... huh?" the boss muttered, earning a frown from Lola.

"When I don’t need you, you keep poking your nose into my business," she said flatly. "And now, you’re zoning out."

"Heh." The boss scratched the back of his head, choosing not to mention that his thoughts were tangled by how much everything had shifted his perspective since things spiraled this far.

At the same time, a voice spoke from their side.

"If you’re worried about District Five, you don’t have to," Long said as he emerged from the bar, joining them outside the damaged establishment. "I don’t think they’ll try to attack this place while there are still more people scattered throughout the territory. This district would be the last of their targets—assuming the group following this psycho fails."

Stopping a few steps away, he shrugged. "Ransom told me that an entire group of fighters entered the territory for the mission."

"Oh." Lola nodded, finally meeting Long’s gaze. She’d been above ground for a while but hadn’t seen him since he’d stayed underground. "How are the patients?"

"They’re stable," Long replied, skipping any pleasantries. "And I think they’re friends with the two men you brought here. They’ve reunited. I stepped out to give them space for tears."

"They’ll be okay?"

Long nodded. "I heard the stubborn old madam was the one who rescued them. Unfortunately, your man—Ransom—had to amputate one of them before coming here. They’ll live. Just not in one piece."

"I see..." Tomie nodded in understanding.

It sounded grim, but amputation was still better than death.

"Besides," Long continued, "the number of critically injured patients is far lower than I expected. Even I’m surprised most residents only suffered scratches and bruises."

"So far, we have no fatalities," he added pointedly. "Just thought I’d tell you, if you needed motivation."

The residents had also been helping inside the facility. It helped that many knew basic first aid. Medical access here had always been nonexistent, so people learned to take care of themselves.

"Right now, my people are spread across different districts and towns," Tomie said, steering the discussion back to pressing matters. "With District Five as our main base, I’ll increase security here. If we’re fortunate, our numbers will grow as other communities join us."

"Where’s Haji?" Long interrupted, uninterested in Tomie. His gaze stayed fixed on Lola. "Didn’t he come with you?"

"That’s what we were discussing," Lola replied, shooting Tomie a glance. "Our communications were compromised. Apparently, his group was caught by Jarvis, and they’re scheduled for public execution."

Long frowned. "Seriously? Him? Getting caught? How?"

"Who knows?" Lola shrugged, her expression darkening. "He should’ve trained more instead of sleeping all the time. But my real concern is this—when I arrived in Gigante, the granny had already been taken to the main city."

She didn’t need to elaborate. They all understood.

The fact that Haji was captured—and that the governor had dragged the granny out of the brothel she’d been imprisoned in for years—was enough to paint the full picture.

Jarvis was playing dirty again.

Florida, Tomie, and even Long’s expressions darkened. Haji’s capture was concerning, but the granny was a different matter entirely.

"Our team is already heading to the main city," Lola continued. "They might’ve arrived by now. The problem is, the execution is bait. Knowing Jarvis, he’s already laid traps."

"Fighting isn’t the issue," Tomie murmured. "Our priority is securing Madame first."

Florida nodded. "The rest of Haji’s group can find their own way to escape and counterattack."

"Where would they have taken that old hag?" Long muttered, his hand curling into a tight fist.

The boss blinked repeatedly, studying their shadowed expressions before clearing his throat.

"Uh..." He raised a hand, stopping when everyone turned to him. Scratching the back of his head, he said, "I can ask some friends."

No one responded, so he continued.

"My group might be useless, and we’re at the bottom of the ladder, but I know people who know people—and those people know things," he shrugged. "I can look for the granny while you draw attention. I’m a familiar face."

He paused, eyebrows lifting. "Bad idea?"

"No?" Lola blinked.

Florida tilted his head. "I guess being a busybody has its advantages."

Tomie nodded, gripping the boss’s shoulder. "Then we’ll entrust this to you, son."

"I thought she picked you up as decoration," Long said dryly, eyeing the boss. "Turns out you’re functional décor."

The boss glanced between them, his expression twisted, unsure if he’d been praised or insulted.

"But just so you know," Long added coldly, "you’d better find the old hag and secure her."

"She’s important," Florida said, eyes glinting. "Don’t mess it up."

Then Lola added quietly, "Or else."

"Don’t be too hard on him," Tomie chuckled, though his grip on the boss’s shoulder tightened. "I’m sure he’ll manage... won’t you?"

The boss froze, staring into the unmistakably diabolical glints in their eyes.

No!! I don’t want this task now!

But regardless of his immediate regret, the responsibility of finding and rescuing Himari fell squarely into his hands.

Damn it!