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.” NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

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.”

He nodded obediently before asking with a fawning look. “Mommy, I heard that Uncle Silas said you are treating Uncle Brian for his illness, right?”

She nodded. “Yeah, what’s the matter about it?”

South grinned and moved closer to her. “Then, can you not charge him any fees as compensation?”

Camila gave him a cold stare. “You are a smart child, so why should I help to pay for the debt that you owe?”

He threatened her, “You are my mom, aren’t you? Or maybe I should look for Uncle Silas?”

Camila glared. “Uncle Silas? Fine, I’ll help you to pay it then. Remember how much money you’ve owed me. Don’t forget, I’ve also helped you to repay Uncle Silas when 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. Sigh, forget it. She’s still my mom and we’re related by blood!

When she exited the bedroom, she saw that Silas was still asleep, making her wonder why he was exceptionally tired.

However, there was something more important at that moment-as 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 clothes today, but I have no idea about his size. Isn’t this a perfect opportunity?

With that in mind, Camila returned to the room and 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?

She stood there, thinking that it would be much more reliable to steal one of his clothes.

So, she grabbed South and returned to the room to discuss with him.

South fully supported that kind of action because it would help to strengthen the two adults’ relationship. He even volunteered to undertake the mission because he knew Silas’s password and vowed to complete it.

She urged, “You must take the clothes that he wears often.”

He gestured with an OK as a reply and went to Silas’s house.