Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 982

Tristan turned around and left. Even though Madam Knowles yelled and cursed hysterically from inside the room, he did not even stop for a second. At the same time, all of Yaramoor’s media reported that Madam Knowles had been assaulted and was caught in the middle of the crossfire. Since then, she had been diagnosed with PTSD and had been sent to a sanatorium for treatment. As for the facility’s exact location, not even one reporter was curious enough to get to the bottom of that piece of information.

At Bassburgh, at the private primary school

The winter break would start in three days. All the students in the school were looking forward to these. Four or five students were even discussing what they should do during the break.

Lisa looked back and saw Daisie lying sullenly on the desk, so she walked over and asked, “Daisie, are you not feeling well?” Daisie looked up at her, then lay back down. “I’m fine. I just don’t feel like moving.”

Lisa chuckled.

Colton appeared at the classroom door with a basketball. “Daisie.” Daisie sounded dispirited. “What do you want?”

“Let’s go. I’ll bring you out there to play basketball. Didn’t you say you wanted to challenge me in a one-on-one match? So do you want to learn how to play or not?” He spun the basketball on his fingertips, lifted his eyebrows, and looked handsome and a little disdainful.

just pulled off, and several girls were even dumbfounded by

in sports. Not to mention

Daisie seemed indifferent.

me that you don’t dare to learn it now because you’re afraid of losing to me? Wayion is about to come back home already, and TH definitely call you a

back.”

stood up. “I’m not

as he had successfully diverted Daisie’s

flew by, the winter break had already started in a blink of an eye, and

Nolan brought the two kids to the airport to welcome them, and they saw Hans escorting Wayion out of the arrival

more than three years. Thus, the brothers hugged each other

“Wayion!

“Waylon!”

stood in front of Wayion and stared at him for a long time. Daisie tilted her head. “Wayion,

looked so fair when he left three years

Wayion, your complexion makes you look so cool, and you seem to have grown taller!” Colton was eight years old, and he was already standing at 5 feet in height, which made him a tall boy in the