Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114 She tip–toed along the way, worried that someone else would see them. “What do you want to eat tonight? Mama will make you anything!” Anne said. “I want ice–cream!” Charlie chirped.

“Me too!” Chris and Chloe agreed in unison..

She smiled with resignation. “I mean dinner. Dinner, not dessert.”

“Ice–cream can be dinner,” Chloe said.

Anne did not agree no matter how much she wanted her children to indulge.

Just then, her phone rang. She patted them on the heads and said, “Go play. I need to answer a phone call...hello?”

“Anne, it‘s me. I‘m okay now. They have no proof that I‘ve committed murder. Just because they found Cheyenne‘s phone inside my car, doesn‘t mean I killed her! What a joke! Let’s come out for dinner tonight, Anne.”

“I‘ve just come back from the graveyard after burying my mom. I‘m not in the mood for food today. Maybe next time.”

“I know. I want to just say I‘m sorry for your loss. Maybe it‘s just fate. I am only asking you out because I don‘t want you to be too upset.”

In truth, Sarah was overjoyed apart from the fact that she was under lock–up in the police station. She had not expected for her nemesis to die without her doing anything at all.

‘I guess Cheyenne is meant to die, after all,‘ she thought to herself.

“Let‘s just hang out next time, Auntie,” Anne said.

“Okay...don‘t be too upset. I will be worried.”

Affected by her tone, the three lowered their volume as well worriedly.

“It‘s okay. It‘s going to be fine as long as you stay inside the room! Nothing will happen as long as he doesn‘t find you. Remember, do not come out. I will make him go away!” She stressed, before leaving and closing the door behind her.

She swept the toys and children books underneath the couch and took a few deep breaths before opening the front door. The towering figure standing outside the door instantly made it hard for her to breath. His face remained dangerously expressionless. “Do you like making me wait?” “I was cooking. I didn‘t hear you...” “And why do you hear me now?” He strode inside the apartment.

Anne tried her best to look calm. “I‘m just checking. I didn‘t expect to find you there. I thought I misheard.”

Anthony glanced at the kitchen and found the stove on and the potato on the cutting board.

As she had claimed, she was cooking. Anne glanced at the closed bedroom door, her heart threatening to jump out of her throat. When he turned around, all expressions faded from her face and she lowered her head under his stare.