Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 385

A Matter of Owed Money South hurried to her as soon as she walked through the door, mouthing, “Uncle Silas is asleep.” Only then did Camila notice that Silas was already asleep on the couch, probably because he was in a familiar environment or due to his exhaustion. Now that she was back home, she did not wake him up. 

“Didn’t your Uncle Brian come as well?” 

South shook his head before holding her hand and entering his bedroom. She was perplexed as he shut the door after entering the room. “What’s the matter?” She was very puzzled. “Why are you being mysterious?” South crinkled his face before lowering his head and stomping his foot. After a while, he faltered, “Mommy, I seem to have done something wrong.” Camila slightly raised her brows in surprise. As a child with a high intelligence quotient, her son rarely made mistakes. “What happened? Tell me about it.” South frowned and confessed to her about how he taught Brian a lesson. She was surprised and asked, “Was it because Uncle Silas was looking for you this morning to ask you to help Uncle Brian?” He admitted. “Well, I didn’t know until I arrived there. I wasn’t planning on helping him at first, but Uncle Silas then confessed that Uncle Brian is in fact his younger brother. Later, I wanted to apologize to him, but he said that he wanted to woo you and become my daddy, so I stormed out.” 

Camila tapped his head. “Don’t always think about lecturing people. You’ll only end up causing them to lose significantly. If anyone calls the cops, the cops will be able to track you down sooner or later. You’ll have to learn that you cannot always be the most powerful. No matter how strong you are, there will always be someone stronger 

and better than you.” 

that

the

closer to her. “Then, can

so why should I help

her, “You are my mom, aren’t you? Or maybe I

you owed him 100 million the last time.” South was unable to refute. She’s being difficult. I’m owing people money simply because I wanted to help her vent her frustrations.

the bedroom, she saw that Silas was still asleep, making her wonder why he

Silas would be accompanying her to her cousin brother’s opening ceremony in a few days’ time, she wanted to make him a set of new clothes. I’ve already drawn a sketch of the

took out a ruler to measure his size. It would have seemed like a brilliant idea initially, but the process turned out to be much more complicated than what she had expected. Just imagine how difficult it would be for me to measure his waist. Wouldn’t I wake him up by measuring him like that?