Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 390

At the training camp…

“Mr. Boucher, your little goddess left so long ago. Are you still thinking about her?”

Francisco had just finished playing basketball with a few of his friends, and his body was still drenched in sweat. He was sitting on the bench drinking water while taking the ridicule of his friends head-on. He then waved at them. “Go away, stop making fun of m

e.”

Someone stepped over the bench, sat beside him, picked up the water bottle at his feet, and unscrewed it. “You’ve been rather absent-minded ever since your little goddess left the training camp. You haven’t been playing with us very diligently either.”

He took a sip and then asked faintly, “Have your soul left the training camp together with her?”

Francisco let out a sigh. “My soul has left the camp your *ss! I’m trying to be serious now so that I can go home earlier.”

The man did not believe it. “How can you still be a bully when you go home? Your parents will still keep an eye on you, won’t they? Isn’t life in the training camp rather happy?”

at him. “But how much longer can this continue? I don’t want to get into top management, so I’ll be able to go home in a few more years. Thus, instead of waiting for my time here

training camp, I could either fight my way into the top management or wait for the end of my term to return home. I’ve stayed here for

He replied, “I’m going back to the dorm to

ground floor of the

front of him was standing very close to him and

his gaze, and his eyes tumed slightly cold. He pulled down the brim of his cap to cover his face, tumed around with his hands inserted into his pocket, and

steps backward stiffly, his posture seeming a little

his balance. Instructor Leach fell all of a sudden, so Francisco dashed forward to support him. “Instructor

gaze shifted onto the dagger that was stabbed into Instructor Leach’s abdomen, and

he saw Rowena’s call,

you driving at 100 miles per hour?”

was startled. “Yes… How do you know that, Ms.

indeed at 100

murderous intent, “Stone, I’m sorry. I know you’re very loyal, but I

what… What

Stone’s forehead, and he noticed something subconsciously as he heard the sound of a clock