Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 557

Chapter 557

“Fine, I would not involve you, then you better not involve me either. After all, no one saw you hiding the kids,” Bianca said.

“However… My son confessed to the principal that he was related to the missing kids.”

“Is your son an id*ot?” Bianca was absolutely despising him and stomped around the studio angrily. “Since he wanted to admit it, let him go to jail then!”

“Ms. Faye, I cannot! I only have one son. He cannot go to jail! Please, think of some ways.”

“Fine, as long as you don’t expose me, I will not let you and your son go to jail.”

“Really? Thank you!”

“However, you must find the kids, then send them far, far away!”

“If I cannot?”

Bianca felt that it was so difficult to speak to this dumbo. “You have to find them no matter what! Even if you cannot!”

“Yes… I will find them!”

Bianca was so annoyed that she sat heavily in her chair.

The kids ran away. Where would they go?

Anne said her kids were intelligent. They indeed were!

They escaped!

Was it so hard for them to leave Luton? They really behaved like Anne, it ran in the family!

Bianca would never allow the three of them to get back with Anthony!

Meanwhile, the three kids disembarked from the cab and stood before the grand entrance of the Archduke Group. They looked up at the skyscraper with their little heads lifted.

“Are we really here to find Papa?”

“We are his children. Who else should we find other than him? It is already bad enough for us to keep troubling our school principal!”

“Poor Papa, he never knew about us!” Chris shook his head.

Chloe asked, “What if Papa does not want to accept us?”

“Ah… Yes… Sure you can…” The concierge girls were still stunned and sent the triplets to the designated lift that went straight to Anthony’s office.

Then, she called the secretary, Oliver, “Oh no, Mr. Clayton, there are three kids going up to the office.”

Oliver immediately understood who these kids were.

Judging from Mr. Marwood’s reaction last time, he guessed allowing the kids to go in and out of the office was fine.

The Rolls Loyce stopped in front of the office, and Anthony caught the concierge staff chattering away with each other as soon as he left the car. His intimidating presence immediately put pressure on them.

‘Oh no, oh no, would we get fired?’

They just accidentally got to know that Mr. Marwood had kids?

As soon as the lift door closed, one of them asked, “Whose kids are those?”

“Do you even need to ask? The faces are tiny versions of Mr. Marwood! Whose else could they be?”

“I mean, who is their mother?”

“The Pianist?”