Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Unexpected Guest Jessica was worried. “You shouldn’t have gotten on their bad side for me. Ben is a petty man.” That

didn’t faze Camila. “Well, I’m not easy prey either.” Jessica smiled. “Thank you for what you did, or I

would have been humiliated.” Camila returned a smile. “It’s fine. I despise jerks like that, especially

abusive ones.” “Did we… meet somewhere before?” Jessica stared at her. “Yeah, at the 4S shop. We

bought the same car.” Camila smiled. This surprised Jessica. “Oh, I remember you! I was thinking you

looked familiar.” “Camila.”

“Jessica.” “I know. My friend told me. You should treat your face. It’s swollen.” A moment later, Silas

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called her, and that reminded Camila of her appointment. Whoops, the show’s fun, but no time to waste

now. Jessica had a lot to ask, but Camila had no time to answer. “I have something to do, so until next

time!” Then, she went upstairs.

After coming to the VIP room of the appointment, she took a deep breath to calm herself down before

entering. The first thing she saw was Silas. He was sitting in the center, and today he donned a black

shirt. His face was inscrutable, and he was slowly enjoying his cup of tea. A woman was sitting two

seats away, and she was none other than Aleena. Aleena was wearing a lavender dress, her hair tied

in a bun. She looked languidly sexy and obviously dolled up. When she saw Camila, Aleena looked

surprised, apparently wasn’t expecting her. Camila was equally perplexed, but she greeted, “Hello, Mr.

Nolan, Miss Jones.”

“Have a seat.”

Camila took her seat two spaces away from Silas. He then poured a cup of tea for her, much to

Camila’s surprise. “Thank you, but please, let me.” “Stuck in the traffic?” Silas asked. He had even

given her an excuse. Yeah right, Camila thought. I was watching a car crash. Even so, she mumbled,

“Yes.”

Meanwhile, Aleena looked on with jealousy, and her anger flared. “What is the meaning of this, Silas?”

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She held her fury down. Aleena thought Silas was treating her to a meal with just the two of them

because he ignored her last night, so she felt delighted. She had been waiting for him to talk, but even

after an hour, he said nothing. Even when she tried to start a conversation, he would kill it in a second.

Aleena told herself that Silas could give her this attitude because of his status.

Treating me to a meal is already proof that I’m important to him, so if he doesn’t want to talk, I’ll do it.

But he invited Camila, too? Was everything I imagined just that? My imagination? Was I being full of

myself? Humiliation and her scarred pride made her tear up.

Silas looked at her. If he looked closer, he would have noticed the tears in her eyes, but he didn’t. All he

did was take a glance and remarked, “Why? Can’t I invite anyone else just because I invited you?”

Aleena took a deep breath. “I don’t think there’s anything worth talking about if it’s the three of us here.”

Silas glanced at her. “We’ll see about that in a moment.”