Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Just when she was still in a daze, Anthony took a step back.

He stared at her menacingly with black eyes. He then turned and got into the car.

It seemed like she was not forced to respond. He just left in his luxurious Rolls Loyce.

When the car passed her by, Anne could only stand there like a piece of wood.

It was only after the suffocating air was lifted that she came back to her senses.

However, the fear deep in her heart did not go at all.

She did not understand why Anthony let her go so easily.

However, she decided to let the thoughts go. What did he have to threaten her anyway?

Or perhaps he would threaten her to cancel the half–year agreement?

Right. To her, such a threat would always be present. Anytime, anywhere.

Anthony’s temperament is emotional, moody and difficult to have a grasp on. It was easy to cross the boundaries by accident.

She would definitely leave after she found out who murdered her mother!

She had enough!

Anne returned to the house and saw her three children sitting on the floor in the living room.

They had not recovered from what had happened just now!

Charlie ran toward her. “Mama, did the bad guy leave already?”

Chris asked, “Did he bully you, Mama?”

Chloe came shortly after, “Papa…no, the bad guy. Why did he come here?”

Anne did not pay much attention to their questions, but Chloe’s ‘papa‘ gave her a heart attack.

Although it was instantly corrected, who gave them such an idea?

Or was it only a slip of the tongue?

Looking at the children with big clear eyes, it felt like they knew about everything.

Thus, they did not know that Anthony was their father.

Come to think of it, how could they know? Just by looks?

Furthermore, if the children really thought so, there was no reason they would not call out to Anthony.

Anne breathed a sigh of relief and hugged their small bodies. “What did you eat at school? Did you eat well?”

“Very well!” Charlie said.

“We had black…black cake.” Chloe recalled and said.

“What black cake?” Anne asked.

“It’s called black truffle cake,” Chris corrected.

‘Such a high–class cake!‘ Anne thought to herself.

Alas, money is king!

However, she was willing to pay. As long as the children were well–fed and well–dressed, she was satisfied.