Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 900

“Ms. Hannigan, I’m doing things for you for the sake of Mr. Grant. However, Mr. Grant is in prison now, and I’ve helped you solve your trouble by killing someone.” The man then scoffed. “Now the police are looking for me everywhere, and I have to leave Bassburgh, but I’ II need some money to do so.”

Maizie replied sullenly, “Haven’t I already given you $500,000?” “Ms. Hannigan, how would $500,000 be enough? Mr. Grant gave you more than $ 500,000 back then, didn’t he? Besides, if I were to be caught by the police, I’d only spend 10 to 20 years in prison. But you’re different. You’re the mastermind of this murder, and let’s not forget your title as the future daughter-in-law of the Bouchers. It would be bad if this were to ruin your future.”

Maizie understood the underlying meaning of the man’s words and trembled with wrath. She had been under the impression everything would come to an end after getting someone to solve the trouble that she had initially. Still, she did not expect to have gotten help from another problematic person.

“I’ll pay you another $500,000, but you’d better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I’ll get my godfather to go after you when he gets out of prison.”

Samantha went to buy milk powder in the baby product section of the mall with a stroller. After buying the milk powder that she needed, she saw Eugene getting out of the car when she left the mall.

took a glance at Eugene

but then saw a few-month-old baby in the stroller that she was pushing and asked with a

him and did not answer

in front of the stroller. ‘This can’t be your

creased for a split second. “Mr. Boucher, if there’s nothing

in a few days? Francisco is getting married next year,

she immediately lowered her gaze after thinking of something. “That’s great. You’re about to become a grandfather. I’ll go back and take a look

her get into the car and leave, feeling disturbed as he missed the time when she was still by

not known how to cherish her, and it was he who had

brought Maisie to the cemetery. Her father, Stephen, was buried next to her mother’s grave, and

white daisies,

“Thank you for organizing my father’s funeral on my