My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 9

"Ow! Ow! It hurts! Let go, Mom!" Willow yelped in pain as she leaned into the hand that was latched onto her ear. Lara was terrified-she thought that the kids were missing.

Her lingering fear turned into unbridled rage before she lashed out at Willow.

"It hurts, huh?! Do you know just how worried I was?!" Lara's face was bright red as she screamed at Willow.

"Don't blame Mommy, Grandma. We went out on our own. We bumped into Mommy while we were out."

Tristan and Julian scooched under Lara's leg before raising their heads, pleading for their mother.

Lara scoffed and let go of Willow's ear, then looked down with a stern expression.

"You two better not do this again! If you do, I'll sit you in the corner for the rest of your lives!"

Julian slowly lowered his head and said weakly, "I got it, Grandma..."

The child looked adorable when he apologized, and the sight instantly moved Lara.

"And you?" she said fiercely to Tristan.

"I got it," Tristan replied despite the distant look on his face.

"Hmph! I'll forgive you two this time."

Lara grabbed some tissue and wiped the snot and tears off her face.

"I'll go make some food. You should rest, Mom," Willow said and hurried into the kitchen.

Her mother was right. It was good that nothing bad happened. If there was a next time, she probably wouldn't be so lucky as to bump into Tristan and Julian again.

into trouble with bad people on the streets? I

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Willow felt refreshed and energized as she arrived early at Hughes

only worked as a cleaner, but the wage was still quite high! She'd

had four children to care for. She was fine with any occupation as long as she could uphold her morals and earn money with her own hands. Willow worked hard to mop the marble floor on the tallest floor. The floor seemed clean and sparkly already, but she was determined to ensure

top aristocratic family

well. Only a luxurious, extravagant, and spotless environment would be suitable

thinking about what the manager had

suddenly stepped on her mop. Following the leg upward, Willow was met with a red skirt, then a face with thick makeup. The

It was Samantha.

and

would bump into the calculating

'How unlucky!'

and said, "I was right. It really is you. Oh, Willow. Was life as a nightclub waitress that bad?

has anything good to say!' Willow thought

into a huge mess because of this. Strands of hair scattered around her face, giving her a disheveled appearance. She glared resentfully at Willow and hissed, "Just wait, Willow! I won't let you off

then brushed her hair back before

her an annoyed look as the woman departed, only to see her enter the secretary's

odd. Does she have business with Hughes Corporation? Why would she look for the secretary?' Willow felt a little curious, but she quickly brushed off the

office, Samantha was standing in front of the desk of a beautiful

suit and pencil skirt, perfectly accentuating her curvy hips. She had long, slender legs and

a figure that all men

making her seem elegant

was none other

got in trouble. His business capital's about to be cut off. He needs two million dollars. When will you transfer that into

her constant pestering, he decided to

money since they were upstarts. He knew that she slept with another man,