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Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 250
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Chapter 250 We Know Each Other Camila’s words were so sharp that her words immediately silenced those reporters. Then, Leila rushed

over. “Who else would it be if it’s not you? Lyla said that you were the one who beat her up.” Camila

gazed at her. “Why would I hit her?” “You,” Leila suddenly paused. After that, Camila glanced at her

and Gael. “Who do you think you are? How dare you come to my place and bother me! Get out of here

now!” He felt embarrassed by her comments, so he pulled Leila. “Let’s just go!” “Why are we leaving?

Do you want to see your daughter die?” After that, she pretended to be innocent again by kneeling in

front of Camila. “Camila, please let my daughter, Lyla, go. If you hate her that much, you can try to beat

me. Can’t I repay you by serving you in our next life? Peasants like us don’t have any power at all, so

can you please show some mercy to us?” Then, George pulled Leila’s shirt collar before shoving her

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aside. “What kind of drama are you reenacting here? Didn’t you hear her say that it wasn’t her? What

are you crying now for?” She fell on the floor with a thud. Quickly, a reporter asked, “Why are you

hitting her? Why can’t you use your words to settle this?” George pointed at the person, roaring, “How

can I use proper words if the entrance is being blocked by people who are asking nonsensical

questions?” Just as the studio was in a state of chaos, a police car approached from afar. For a

moment, everyone remained silent as Camila no longer bothered to talk nonsense to them.

On the other hand, Leila and the reporters never expected the police to arrive at such a speed! Then,

two policemen dressed in uniform entered the studio and questioned them with authority, “Who made

the report?” Camila raised her hand to imply that it was her. “Comrade, it was me!” After that, she went

up to them. “They came and caused a commotion in my studio, which has seriously affected my

business.” The policemen turned their attention toward the reporters and Leila. “What happened?” A

crying Leila explained, “We didn’t come here to cause a commotion. She was the

one who beat my daughter up and prevented the hospital from giving her painkillers. I don’t have any

other choice but to do this!” “She prevented the hospital from giving out painkillers? Does she even

have that much power?” The policemen looked at Camila with a confused look. Camila quickly

defended herself. “I didn’t do that. They are slandering me!” “If it wasn’t you, it was Silas. Otherwise,

who else would torture my daughter in this way?!”

However, Camila still remained calm as she turned toward the two policemen. “Look at her. Did you

hear what she just said? She keeps on shouting in my studio about one thing and yelling about

another. I feel that there is something wrong with her brain!”

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Leila roared angrily, “You are the one who has brain problems. No one would do this to my daughter

except for you!” Meanwhile, the policemen furrowed their brows slightly. Did she just mention Silas

Nolan?

However, right at the next second, the policemen’s suspicions were confirmed-a stoic man walked in

through the entrance with his slender body and black suit, which radiated a strong aura.

He was able to draw everyone’s attention just by standing in his spot. However, Camila was almost

scared to death. Why is Silas here? She glared at him with eyes full of hate, telling him, B*stard, what

did you promise me?

Yet, he did not maintain her gaze for long-he only gave her a quick glance, as if he was here for

business. When the two policemen saw him, they greeted him politely, “President Nolan?”

Silas answered, “What is it?” “We received a report from Miss Brooklyn, saying that someone was

causing trouble here, so we came to take a look. President Nolan, may I ask why you came…” He

quickly glanced at her again before speaking faintly, “Miss Brooklyn once treated my grandpa when he

was ill, so we know each other.”