Twins Secret (Tiffany)

Chapter 43 Leon Suspects the Triplets

Leon stepped up with a grim look and grabbed Tiffany's wrist. He squeezed a bit, and Tiffany winced in pain, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Let go of Tiffany!" Sophia yelled, but before she could step in, Leon shot her a cold glare, warning her to back off or else.

Leon, barely holding back his anger, tightened his grip, making Tiffany feel like her bones were about to snap.

'That jerk, he's got a heavy hand,' Tiffany thought to herself.

Bronte watched them, and instead of feeling happy, she was burning with jealousy. Tiffany noticed right away.

"Leon, your 'friend' is still here. Aren't you worried she'll get jealous seeing you all over your ex-wife?" Tiffany sneered, putting extra emphasis on "friend."

Leon glared at her, his eyes dark. He let go of her wrist, glanced at Bronte, and said coldly, "Tiffany, Miss Langley is with me, so back off. If you mess with her again, I won't hesitate to cause trouble for your studio."

Then, Leon pulled Bronte away, leaving Tiffany behind.

Tiffany rubbed her sore wrist, looking down. Sophia came over, worried. "Tiffany, what now? That womanizer Leon is protecting Bronte. He's so blind; can't he see through her tricks?"

"Let's go back, Sophia. I've given all the evidence to the lawyer. We should hear something soon." Tiffany wasn't going to let Bronte off the hook just because of Leon. If Bronte dared to mess with her, she'd have to face the consequences.

Half an hour later, Bronte and Leon arrived at Misty Bar. Bronte was about to get out when Leon stopped her. "Miss Langley, I have other work to do, so I won't be meeting your friends tonight."

Bronte felt a bit annoyed but quickly hid it with a forced smile and clenched her fists. "I viterator fifrères: Tley an' warnttineet you. Duchi you re-Jusy... explain to them."

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had been looking forward to showing off in front her friends. Leon had agreed to come, and she had dressed up for the occasion. If they didn't see Leon, they'd mock

said quietly, "Maybe next time.

Cooper group just ended its collaboration with Tiffany. If her studio gets into trouble, the Cooper group will be affected too. Got

didn't

eyes, nervously tugging at her clothes, unsure how

keep

Cooper." Bronte opened the car door, biting her lip, and walked into the bar with a heavy

his memory. He rubbed his temples, tapped the steering wheel, and sent a message to Hugo:

got back to the hotel, Sam and Flora were asleep on the couch. She walked over, kissed their foreheads, and carried them

her computer, and posted a video on her work account. In the video, she was in a small room, designing and tailoring a

version of this book for free. Don't

blackboard with the word "triplets" written on it.

looked at the video with satisfaction. After all, it was

shoulders, closed her laptop, and

once in the living room, saw Tiffany's clarification message. He unlocked his phone, opened the content, and his eyes were drawn to

but glance towards Barry's room, feeling like he was missing something. What was puzzling was that only Barry was their child, while the little girl was a kid Tiffany had with someone else, so

watched the video several times but still couldn't

checked the comments on her work account. The

maliciously slandered. Whether it was Bronte or those who jumped on the

public opinion also flipped. Many old customers came forward to support Tiffany. Not only that, but even a famous foreign designer personally stepped in to