Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 107

Chapter 107 A Plea For Help

Jessica’s dejection had Elizabeth launched a final appeal to Leonard. “Mr. Johnson, could you please help my friend? Pearl’s a beautiful and bright kid. If we don’t find a bone marrow donor soon, she’ll only have half a year left to live.” eyes. As her words fell, tears welled in her Leonard took a sip from his teacup and croaked, “This is your plight. I’m sorry, but I can’t help.”

His rejection was firm and brutal. Getting to her feet, Jessica gave him a how and apologized, “Sorry for taking up your time then, Mr. Johnson.”

With that, she walked toward the door, utterly dispirited. Elizabeth got up hastily when she noticed Jessica’s behavior. After shooting Leonard a bitter glance, Elizabeth chased after Jessica.

“We’ll think of something, Jess.” Once they were outside Leonard’ condominium, Jessica leaned into Elizabeth and burst into tears. Jessica stammered through her sobs, “T-I thought there was h-hope for Pearl. What should I do n-now?” Elizabeth was furious, yet she could hardly drag Leonard off to the operating theater. She felt as helpless as Jessica.

out there.” She paused for thought before suggesting, “Why don’t you track down Pearl’s father or his relatives? There’s a higher chance for a match if they’re blood-related.” Jessica dried her tears, realizing that some things would always

had been begging so many people for help these days that a few more hardly dented her pride. With that, both women left The Estuary, Leonard’ condominium. In the meantime, Leonard dialed Matthew’s number. The line only connected after a long time. “What?” A man’s cold and impatient voice drifted through the receiver Leonard smiled and teased, “Someone’s in a bad mood without his personal secretary by his side.” Nicolas had told him all about Matthew browbeating Elizabeth into working at his company. Matthew had made her his personal secretary, stationing her in his

perfume on Leonard Years of friendship had

to my house just now?” Having no interest in knowing about Leonard’ visitors, Matthew deadpanned, “I’m busy. I’m hanging

Elizabeth Wade came to my

did not make good on his declaration to hang up, and Leonard failed to suppress

say you were busy? Go on, then. We can talk later.” A stony-faced Matthew swallowed his pride and gritted out, “I’m not busy now.

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