Triplets’ Mighty Mom Novel novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23 A Stressful Day

Lyla smirked. “Who said this was hers? There’s no name on it. I say it’s mine. Don’t worry. We were able to chase her out seven years ago. What can she do to us now?” With that, she went off with the design book in her hands. Leila quickly held her back. “Hey, wait. You should behave yourself more these days. Don’t make your father angry again. He was busy enough as it is all morning with that post of you on the internet.”

“What post on the internet?” Lyla was perplexed. She was so occupied with the design sketches that she did not manage to get on the internet. “I think one of the customers at the restaurant yesterday recorded a short clip of what happened and put it online. Look at this,” Leila said as she pulled up that video to show Lyla. Lyla was fuming by the end of it. Who had that much time to waste to put something as trivial as that on the internet?

“What did Dad say?”

“What can he say in front of me? Anyway, he did not seem too happy. Last night, he even told me that he had never felt so humiliated in his life before. He only married Camila off to Miles for your sake, but you need to know when to back off too. More importantly, Camila is back now. I don’t think your father is that mad at her anymore. He even brought up her child yesterday and seemed quite happy as he was talking. You and Miles are also on good terms now so don’t bother Camila for no good reason. Come home this weekend for a meal. Bring Mitch along too.”

She retorted, “Can’t you see that Mrs. Moore isn’t able to handle him at all?” Miles sat up and argued, “Then hire someone else. Why did you hire her when she can’t do anything right? I told you to let my mother look after the kid, but you insisted on looking after him yourself. Why don’t you look after him then? Why are you yelling at me?”

Lyla was enraged. She took a few steps forward and pushed him off the sofa. “Do you hear yourself? Is he not your child too?” He looked a little drunk, but his mind was clear. Everything Camila said to him that day still lingered in his ear. He only separated from Camila because of this woman, but he was blind to have married such a vulgar woman. After he eased his spinning head, he reached out and flung Lyla onto the sofa. Pinching her chin, he mocked, “How do I know if he’s actually my child? Tell me; how was I so blind to marry a whore like you?”