Triplets’ Mighty Mom Novel

Chapter 21 Who Touched My Computer?

South nodded his head and exclaimed, “It hurts!” Camila was baffled, “Why on earth did you give him my phone?” she berated.

He inquired, “Didn’t you want to, Mommy?”

straight at him without batting an eye and asserted, “You did that on purpose!” “Why don’t you want to be friends with him, Mommy?” With a straight face, she said, “Because we’re not close.” His brows furrowed tightly together. “Haven’t you met him several times before?” She said in a stern voice, “That doesn’t automatically make us friends.” “But

we have to thank people who help us. You’re

I being ungrateful? Didn’t I invite him in for tea? I gave him fruits

much sleep last night. The thought of Miles going around defending Camila made her blood boil. When she woke up early in the morning, the room was still empty. She became even more furious. Who would have thought that he would stay out overnight? But she did not want to call him. Their relationship had long since succumbed to the seven-year itch. If it were not because the Ryan Family was beneficial to the Brooklyn Family’s business, she would have divorced him a long time ago. Getting up, she tidied herself a bit then went off to her studio. As soon as she entered, her female assistant, Sarah Wheeler, greeted, “Miss Lyla.” Lyla returned her greeting with a murmur then asked, “How were things yesterday?” Sarah shook her head. “There wasn’t a single person.” Lyla stopped in her tracks. “Didn’t the C-list celebrity from last time show interest in one of our dresses? Did she not come over?” “I gave her a call, but she already booked one at a different store. She said our dresses are overpriced and there’s no originality in our designs. She went on about a lot of other things too.” Lyla snorted. “She’s merely a C-list celebrity

she would ultimately rise to stardom. The popularity of her studio would also follow suit. Nowadays, few people looked at designs; most people cared more about popularity. Sarah echoed, “Yes, they will be kicking themselves when the time comes. Oh, right! Miss Lyla, how is the piece for the contest coming along? There are only a few