Charming Mommy of adorable triplets Chapter 142

Chapter 142

“This bracelet belongs to Maisie’s mother, but how could I know that Maisie’s mother was a

noblewoman? If I were to return the bracelet to Maisie, wouldn’t I be creating an opportunity for them to

recognize her?

‘How could I allow Maisie to regain this identity of hers so that she could step on us for the rest of our

lives?’

“But, as for Dad’s…” Willow still had concerns.

Leila thought about it calmly for a moment. “Your dad probably doesn’t know about this, so don’t let him

or your grandma know about it. 1

“Willie, take the bracelet and go to meet Madam Lucas, then find a way to hide your past until you get

the chance to approach the de Armas. You’ll definitely get everything that you desire when you take that

b*tch’s place in the family!”

Leila had gotten used to difficult times since she was a child. If she had not met Stephen, she would still

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be living frugally in a small hut somewhere around the city.

She naturally did not want Willow to be like her. Although she knew that the Vanderbilts’ wealth would not

make Willow and her filthy rich, they were at least living a safe and stable life.

If Willow were to climb up the social ladder successfully in the future, it was only natural that she would

be able to enjoy the benefits that came with it as her mother.

‘As for Stephen and Mother, there’s no way that I can’t fool them.



‘And how many more years can Mother live? When she kicks the bucket, wouldn’t all of Stephen’s

properties go to my son if I were to give birth to a son?

‘When Willow becomes the daughter of nobility, she’ll then assist her younger brother. That’s when my

life will be considered truly fulfilled.’ 3

Willow gnashed her teeth.

‘Indeed, I’m inferior to Maisie. I’ve always been shunned because of my identity as an illegitimate

daughter. If it weren’t for that b*tch’s return to Zlokova with her three b*stard kids, I’d definitely become

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Mrs. Goldmann within a few years!

‘Since Maisie has snatched my man away from me, then don’t blame me for snatching her identity!

At the same time, Louis went back to the academy and went to see the boy, and as expected, he saw

the boy through the door of the classroom. He was sitting in front of the piano and was playing music for

the music students in his class.

Louis leaned against the door and witnessed the whole process. The kid he had seen in the Michelin

restaurant looked almost the same as the boy in front of him. But after taking a closer look, they indeed

did not look similar.

‘It’s their temperament. The rascal that I met at the restaurant had very indifferent eyes. He also looked

ruthless and extremely hostile.

‘As for the boy sitting in front of the piano, this rascal looks very smart and shrewd.’

“Mr. Lucas, why are you here?” The music teacher walked toward him.

When the students, who were singing very seriously, saw him, they somehow went off pitch, causing

Colton to stop his performance.


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Louis took a glance at the little boy and explained to the music teacher, “It’s nothing. I just came over to

take a look. You may continue.”

Colton was summoned to Louis’ office after class.

Colton extended his little head into Louis’ office, and when he saw that he was drinking water, he asked

with a chuckle, “Mr. Lucas, are you looking for me?”

Louis put down his thermos. “Why are you hiding outside? Come in.” Colton walked up to him. “Why are

you looking for me?” Louis pulled a chair out, sat down in front of him, and scrutinized him for a moment.

“Do you have any twin brothers?”

Colton blinked. “I have an elder brother and younger sister.” Louis understood a thing or two upon

hearing his answer. Seeing that he did not continue to speak, Colton asked curiously, “Professor Lucas,

why are you asking me this?”

‘Why am I asking this?’

Louis did not know. It was probably because he thought it was strange-the two kids looked indeed too

similar to have such distinctive personalities. “It’s nothing. You can go back.”