Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 46

Chapter 46 I Really Like You

“Don’t worry. Let’s not talk about it since it’s already in the past. Since I didn’t take it to heart, you can keep the flowers for yourself.” Camila said as she passed by him, wanting to leave. Suddenly, Robin took a step forward, stopping her while he smiled. “Miss Brooklyn, I’m really interested in you. You’re beautiful and you have a good personality, can I court you?” Camila started sweating profusely. She knew that it was strange for someone to apologize with a bouquet of roses. It turned out that Robin was not here to apologize to her. “I’m sorry. I don’t have any intentions of entering into a relationship right now.” With this, Camila tried to leave again. Once again, Robin blocked her way and hurriedly added, “Although my family cannot be compared to Silas’s, I will treat you and your son well. I will treat your son as my own. Although Silas’s conditions are better than mine, the Nolan Family would never allow him to marry someone who already has a child. However, you won’t face such troubles in my family. As long as you marry me-” Camila could not listen to him anymore and interrupted him. “You don’t have to say anymore. Can’t you understand what I just said? I said that I don’t want to be in a relationship. What makes you think that I’ll marry a person just because they said they’ll marry me? You’re really ignorant.” Robin wanted to stop her again. However, Camila’s face turned dark immediately. “Go away!” “Miss Brooklyn, I really like you,” Robin added. “I will never give up on you.” Nonetheless, Camila ignored him and walked toward her house. What a psycho! Just as she arrived home, the phone in her pocket rang. As soon as she picked it up, a man’s voice could be heard. “Camila, have you returned to the country?” Camila laughed. “Yes. How are you doing these days, Marcus?” Then, the man started complaining. “Shouldn’t you know about my condition since you’re the boss?”

Camila could not help but laugh. “Marcus, you’re one of the shareholders of the company too. You’re self-employed too, you know?” “I always comfort myself like this when I don’t want to work,” the man said. “There’s a new script recently. I’m quite optimistic about it. Do have a look when you have the time.”

“I’m a little busy these days. If you think it’s okay, then it is. I’m not really in the country that often, so I’m not as sensitive to the local market as you are.”

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“Haha… You saw through me just like that?” Camila chuckled as she changed out of her shoes. “But seriously, I’m quite busy these days.” “What are you up to?” the man asked. Camila then added, “I want to open a fashion studio.” The man’s voice sounded surprised. “Why would you want to open a fashion studio? Why tire yourself when you’re not short of money?” Camila gave a light smile. “How am I not short of money? Who would complain of having too much money?” The man then added, “Alright. I’ll still send a copy of the script over to you. Just have a look if you have the time. This is a fantasy novel; it’s called Nine-Tailed Fox No.7.1 think it’s not bad.” Camila smiled lightly. “Okay.” She talked to him for a while more before hanging up the phone. That morning, Lyla received a call from her child’s teacher, informing her that her child did not attend school. If Ben had not been helping her to fix the computer, Lyla would have gone over to the school.

In the end, Lyla accompanied Ben as he fixed the computer all morning. However, the deleted designs were not found. After a day of fixing the computer, Lyla did not dare to delay after getting off work and went straight to the Ryan Family’s old house.

Just as she entered the dining room, Lyla saw Mitchell eating mouthful after mouthful of braised pork and was speechless.

The reason Lyla did not want to put her child here was that the old couple would spoil him. He was allowed to do as he pleased. Just by letting him stay there for a few days, Lyla would need to spend a long time to change his bad habits. Upon entering, Lyla placed her bag on the cabinet and asked furiously, “Mom, why didn’t you let Mitchell attend school today?” Florence then glanced at her. “Who said we didn’t go? We arrived at the school entrance before meeting Camila and her son. Her son knocked our Mitch to the ground. He was hurt and was crying and shouting that he didn’t want to attend school. Hence, I brought him home.” Upon hearing this, Lyla frowned and asked, “Camila Brooklyn?”