In the dining area, the twins obediently set the table and even professionally served Lola and Atlas. Once they sat down, they beamed at Lola.
"Mommy?" Chacha called. "Take the soup while it's still warm."
Second nodded modestly. "It'll help with the hangover."
"..." Lola gulped, forcing a smile at the twins.
She only realized now that, with those aprons off, the twins were quite… dolled up even at this early hour. Although she had no idea what time it was at the moment. Chacha was already in a pink puffy dress, her hair tied in a twin tail, while Second wore a beige polo and white pants.
They were like little princesses and princes.
Then, their father was in formal business attire with his hair styled neatly. Now that she was looking at them, they gave off a strong regal air. The dishes complemented their looks, and even though the dining room's interior already spoke of luxury… having them in it just highlighted its beauty and purpose.
