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Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 28
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Chapter 28 Pleasant Family Reunion “Speak for yourself. Camila did not ask me to reimburse her,” Kate pointed out. “If you’re not going to

pay up, then be a bit more self-aware and get out of the car

now.”

“Who do you think I came here for? If it wasn’t just to pick you up. When we came earlier, we thought

we were going to be late so Camila sped all the way here. My heart was literally up in my throat the

whole time. She got here in less than 40 minutes when it’s supposed to take an hour. My soul felt like it

almost left my body. You should be more considerate and also pay for my portion.” Camila looked at

her through the rear-view mirror. “You should just tell him if you want him to pay for you. Don’t beat

around the bush and talk about my driving instead of your own cowardice. You’re the first one to

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criticize my driving skills.” He chimed in, “Exactly; and you still want me to pay on your behalf? Do you

think you’re very pretty?” Kate immediately lunged forward from the back and gripped his neck with

both hands. “Say that one more time.” Her grip was making it hard for him to talk. “I think you’re… the

most… beautiful.” After that, she let him go. “At least you’re not tactless.” Massaging his neck, he said,

“You’re so ruthless. I almost died here because of you.” She snorted, “Whose fault is that?” Camila

shook her head quietly. It’s a love-hate relationship! “Camila, come with me to see my great-grandpa

later! You can check on him too. He’s always in my thoughts. I can finally present myself in front of him

now,” Landon announced happily. “Sure,” Camila agreed. They dropped Kate off first, then went to pick

up the child and headed to the Nolan Residence. Camila was not expecting Silas to be there too and

explained bashfully, “Landon was worried. He insisted that I should come along and have a look.” Silas

gave a slight nod. “Yes, thank you.” “Uncle Silas!” South tilted his head as he greeted him. There was

an unrestrained delight on his face.

Silas walked over and caressed his small head then asked warmly, “Has your leg injury recovered?”

South nodded. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.” “Uncle!” Landon called. Silas nodded at him. “Did you just

come back?’ “Yeah, I came here as soon as I got off the plane.” “Go on and see Great-grandpa. He’s

always talking about you!” Landon let out a murmur then looked back at Camila. “Let’s go, Camila.”

Thus, they went into Old Man Nolan’s room. Old Man Nolan had gotten noticeably thinner. Wrinkles

had appeared all over his dull and yellowish face. A small pinch of a goatee had grown on his chin that

looked rather cute. He looked quite aware of his surroundings and was brimming with energy. He

immediately burst into tears when he saw Landon. Tugging at Landon’s hand, he started to ask a lot of

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questions. How had he spent all those years overseas? How was the food? How was life there?

On the other hand, Landon was worried about Old Man Nolan’s health and feelings.

The two of them held onto each other and talked for quite some time. A while later, Old Man Nolan

spotted Camila and South. “These two are…” He gave Landon a questioning look and thought they

were related to Landon in some way. Landon quickly introduced them, “Great-grandpa, this is the

doctor that has been treating you, Doctor Brooklyn, and this is her son. You’ve never met before?” With

his hands in his pockets, Silas answered Old Man Nolan’s questioning gaze, “When Grandpa woke up

last time, he was surrounded by the family right away so there was no time to introduce them.” Old Man

Nolan nodded his head after comprehending the situation. “Thank you, Doctor Brooklyn!” She smiled.

“It’s my pleasure. I only did what I had to do.” His gaze fell on South. “Come here. What is your name?”

. South peeled his lips back as he inched closer. “Great-grandpa, I’m South Brooklyn.” His greeting

filled Old Man Nolan with happiness. Old Man Nolan grasped South’s small hands with his wrinkled

ones and asked, “Good child. How old are you? Have you started school yet?”