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.

for possible bone marrow donors, Jess. There are tons of people in this world. I’m sure there’s another match 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 be

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 office where he could see her day in and day

it,” he grumbled, taking out his annoyance at the perfume on Leonard Years of friendship had numbed Leonard to

interest in knowing about Leonard’ visitors, Matthew

Elizabeth Wade came to my

held his tongue. As expected, Matthew did not make good on his declaration to hang

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

snorted before he could help himself. Elizabeth’s the only one who can