Ch. 296..300: Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies Chapter 296-300

Chapter 296

However, the nanny told her that there were a lot of people, and they were not going to leave soon.

Anne was sitting in a small supermarket that operates 24 hours a dat. At the long table by the window, she had a cup of

instant noodle in front of her.

While eating, she could feel a sense of homelessness.

She had never been so embarrassed in her lifetime!

"Hey, is that her?"

"Looks like her."

"It's her."

Anne turned her face and saw three girls staring at her face, grimacing and scowling.

Before the three of them could take out their phones, Anne did not finish her cup of noodles. She pulled on her mask

and ran away immediately.

It was dark at night, and she ran with people chasing behind her.

In the end, she managed to get rid of them.

Anne could feel herself going crazy!

Was she a public enemy or something? Was she?

Her phone rang, startling her. It was the nanny.

She answered, "It's twelve o'clock, you haven’t slept yet?"

"I fell asleep. When I woke up just now to check on the children, I stopped by to take a look. Those people are still there!"

"Don't look at them. I'm staying with my mother for these few days anyway."

After hanging up, Anne flipped through the real-time trending topics on her phone.

Not only her home address was exposed, but the company that she worked for was also posted online.

It was simply out of control.

With the phone in her hand, Anne did not pay attention to the front. With a loud bang, her head hit the telephone pole, and she fell to the ground.

"Ah..." Anne laid on her back on the ground. She got dizzy and it took her a while to recover.

Sitting up, she picked the phone that fell on the ground. Luckily it did not break, otherwise it would cost a fortune to fix it.

Anne did not get up in a hurry. She sat helplessly and resignedly on the ground, holding her aching head in her hands.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.

Why did it become like this?

What did she do wrong?

Why was it wrong to try so hard to live?

Suddenly, Anne felt something was not right in the air surrounding her, as if danger was approaching.

The black high-end leather shoes appeared in sight, making Anne hold her breath.

Tracing along the two long legs upward, Anthony's indifferent face looking down at her came into view.

No matter how much humiliation she had suffered in front of

Anthony before, she still felt a strong pang of shame at this moment.

Anne propped her body up with her arms and saw a black Rolls Loyce not far away.

"It shouldn't be a coincidence, right? Are you satisfied now that I'm being forced into such a situation by your woman?" Anne tore off the mask from her face and threw it to the ground.

Glancing at him coldly, she turned to leave.

A sudden tight grip got hold of her arm, as if it was clamped by hard iron pliers, and then she was pulled backward harshly.

"Ugh..." Anne lost her balance and before she could react, she was already standing in front of Anthony, nearly crashing into his sturdy chest. "What do you want?"

"You brought it on yourself." After speaking, Anthony forcibly dragged her into the car.

"Let go of me... Let go..." Anne's struggles were futile. She was pushed into the car and the door slammed shut as it

accelerated away.

Anne really wanted to kick the car door, but she was afraid of being unable to compensate for the damage.

Looking at the rapidly reversing street view outside of the car window, she hurriedly asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Anthony tugged at his neckline and looked impatient. His face was always cold and gloomy.

"I don't want to go to the Royal Mansion. If your woman sees me, I will suffer again!" Anne did not want to be involved

in their affairs at all.

She had enough troubles!

However, how would Anthony take her troubles seriously?

He cared not about whether she lived or died!

Then, what was he doing now, making an appearance in front of her?

Was it because what she did to Bianca in the video annoyed him?

Thinking that Anthony might do terrible things to her, Anne felt panicked.

She explained nervously, "The video is illusory. I didn't push her.

She framed me. You have no idea what a vicious woman Bianca is."

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Anthony's dark eyes looked at her slightly, but there was a sense of oppression in the enclosed place. "What I believe

more, is that a person’s true nature comes from her family teaching."

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Anne bit her lips. Indeed! Her mother was a mistress, so she could only be brought up to be an improper woman!

Bianca came from an honorable family, so she would definitely be a gentle lady with good manners!

That was exactly what he meant!

Thus, no matter how she explained it, Anthony would always favor Bianca, and it had nothing to do with what kind of woman she

really was!

Anne originally thought that Anthony would take her to the Royal Mansion, but she did not expect the car to go more and more to

the remote area. They got far away from the hustling and bustling of the city.

She even saw the sea.

It was a mansion by the sea.

Anne got out of the car, and in front of her was a duplex mansion facing the sea, with a garden of exquisite scenes embellished

with palm trees with large leaves.

One could imagine spending the day leisurely in the shade of palm trees.

She knew that Anthony owned many mansions, but this was the first time she went to one outside of the Royal Mansion.

However, why did Anthony bring her here?

Seeing that Anthony went straight to the gate, it was a little creepy that behind Anne there was only the pitch-black sea.

Compared to the fear that Anthony gave her before, it was not

worth mentioning nevertheless.

Hence, she refused to step forward.

Anthony turned his head. His silhouette on the side looked sharp in the darkness. "Want me to invite you in?"

Such an invitation was definitely related to violence.

Anne swallowed hard and entered the mansion.

The decoration was as cool and chilly as ever, and it seemed that there was nothing superfluous except furniture.

However, the place had an air of low profiled luxury to it.

For example, the large leather sofa was worth a few millions.

After Anthony went in, he took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa casually.

With one hand on the button of the neckline, he turned her head and stared at Anne.

Just like the stance of a beast locking on its prey, he exuded impulsive energy.

Anne took a step back subconsciously. "You...what do you want?"

"Isn't it more convenient to kill you and throw you into the sea to feed the fish?"

Anne's face turned pale instantly. She could not believe it. "

Murder is against the law..." After saying that, she turned around and ran away.

It was just that before reaching the entrance of the hall, she felt her nape tightened and she was dragged backward.

"Ah! You let go..."

Anthony's devilish voice sounded hoarse in her ears, "I'm the law."

Anne felt her scalp go numb for a while, and the next second she was thrown out and pinned directly on the sofa. "Ah!"

When she looked up and wanted to say something, she saw Anthony walking toward the cabinet in the hall.

Could it be that he was getting the tools to kill her?

Anne was terrified by her own thoughts.

She could not die, she still had three children, and she could not let them be motherless.

When she saw that Anthony was carrying a first aid box in his hand, her tears slopped abruptly.

First -aid box?

Walking up to her, Anthony glanced indifferently at Anne's pale face. With tears in her eyes, he found her to be interesting

somehow.

Anthony sat next to her, which made her nerves tremble.

Defensively, Anne glided to the other side of the sofa.

"Come here." Anthony said in a commanding tone as he opened the first-aid box and took out the antiseptic solution.

Anne looked at the thing in his hand and ascertained that it was not a harmful substance before moving her body back.

She thought to herself, could it be that he wanted to apply it on her?

The fear when she saw Anthony made her temporarily forget her bruised forehead.

The big palm shrouded in front of her eyes, and then her sight was limited for a while.-

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Anne closed her eyes subconsciously, and then she felt the cool antiseptic being sprayed on her forehead.

A strange feeling rose from within her heart.

Anthony was really applying medicine on her.

But why? In the video, it really did appear that she pushed Bianca.

Logically, Anthony should be torturing her now!

This man was really extraordinarily elusive.

Although she was wronged, Anthony might not believe her. However, she still tried to clear up her name in this

calm atmosphere, "What I said is true. I didn't push Bianca. She wanted to see me. The box in the video had

my passport and ID card in it, and they had been cut into pieces. You can go back and see if those things are

still there to know if I lied."

The shadow before her eyes moved away.

Anne saw that Anthony picked his phone up and made a cal), "Go and see if Anne's passport and ID card are

in the study drawer." After hanging up the phone, his sharp and black eyes looked at Anne. "You're lying or

not, we're about to find out."

Anne wanted to prove that she was right, absolutely right.

Less than a minute later, the phone vibrated again.

Anthony's black eyes stared at Anne. He turned on the speaker mode, and Hayden's voice came from the other side, "Mr. Marwood, Ms. Vallois' ID card and passport are still intact!"

Anne's body straightened up and froze.

Anthony hung up the phone and looked at her with indifferent black eyes.

"No...impossible. What Bianca showed me was my ID card and passport!" Anne was confused.

It was indeed her ID card and passport at that time, so why...

"(io on, keep quibbling."

"It's true! It must lie...that I made assumptions. Bianca should have shown me the fake ID card and passport that she copied from somewhere..." Anne could only come to this conclusion.

This woman was really hard Io deal witfi! Siie was much smarter than Michelle Grainger.

As a result, Anthony would not believe in her anymore.

She felt her jaw lightened as he grabbed around iier neck, forcing her to raise her face and meet those black eyes of his, as sharp as a falcon.

Anne could not help but feel nervous and flustered, "What I said is true, I was just deceived..."

"Really?" Anthony looked at her with an uncertain expression, as if locking on a timid prey. "Do you think that I'll investigate and do justice to you?"

Anne's jaw was in his hand, and her fragile neck was exposed to the eyes of the beast, so dangerous and terrifying. His words left her speechless.

"If I ever get married, it's definitely with Bianca. Targeting her will not do you any good." Anthony's eyes flashed with ruthlessness and indifference.

"Just who is targeting, and who is targeted?" Anne cried.

Anthony suddenly grinned. He leaned in closer to her and kissed her lips, and then bit her hard, causing Anne to grunt in pain.

Before letting go, his low and threatening voice sounded, "If I marry Bianca, making you the mistress, isn't it fun?"

Anne felt a chill run down her spine.

She was so lost that she did not even notice that Anthony had left.

In the end, it turned out that he brought her here just to warn her not to rebel against Bianca?

The medicine sprayed on her forehead had changed significance. It was not intended Io help her heal, but to

snatch her life away. It was throbbing on the skin, unable to be ignored no matter what.

Living such a life, just to make him happy, and nothing else?

Anne sat blankly on the sofa to contemplate her situation.

She calmed down after a long time.

Since she could not deal with this situation, could she leave this place?

Anne got up to find Anthony. She stood in front of the door and tried to knock.

There were so many rooms here, and she did not know where Anthony was sleeping.

Only this room looked like the master bedroom.

After knocking twice, there was no sound coming from within.

Could it be that he was not here?

Just when she was about to turn and leave, a low and intimidating voice was heard, "Come in."

Anne was stunned slightly, and she pushed open the door and went in.

When she saw the man in the room who had just finished taking a shower and only had a bath towel around

his waist, her eyes flickered with discomfort.

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Anthony looked at her without saying a word, as if he was waiting for her to speak first.

Anne found herself ridiculous. What was there to care about anyway, the one half naked here was not herself.

Even though she thought so, Anthony's overly sturdy and muscular physique still made her look away.

"1 never thought about fighting Bianca." Anne stabilized her emotions and said, "You said before that I should get out of

Luton, right? I'll leave tomorrow. But before I leave, can you remove the things online? I don’t want to get that look

everywhere I go."

"Are you negotiating with me?" Anthony’s face was cold.

"It's not that I want to negotiate, but if I don't leave, it will only be more troublesome in the future. I believe that you don't

want your Bianca to be hurt, right?" Anne could only bring up the person he cared to make him agree.

"Are you threatening me?" Anthony's voice suddenly fell.

The oppressive air flow made her difficult to breathe.

The suffocating silence was interrupted by the vibrating phone on the bedside table.

Anthony walked over and picked up the phone. He went to the floor -to-ceiling window and spoke into the phone, "You

haven't slept yet?"

Anne could tell the identity of the caller as soon as she heard this tone of his.

Bianca.

mMs made her subconsciously hold her breath.

If Blanca knew that she and Anthony were In the seaside mansion and were In the same bedroom, even if nothing happened, she would also definitely make her suffer at all cost.

However, if It was not for the children, she honestly would love to walkover now and coquettishly whispered Into Anthony's ear and make Bianca burn in anger.

She wanted to leave, but she had not reached a deal with Anthony yet!

"In the company." Anthony said, "No need."

Anne heard what Anthony said.

He definitely knew how to protect Bianca.

In his eyes, Bianca should not be hurt, but Anne herself was nothing compared to her.

Finally, when Anthony hung up the phone, Anne’s breathing became normal and asked, "So what do you think? Just agree to it. Remove the posts on the internet."

"Where do you plan to go?"

Anne was taken aback by his question, wondering what did it have to do with him anyway.

However, she answered honestly, "Just...Bcrham. I have contacted the landlord over there. If it wasn't for Bianca's incident, I would have paid all the money now." Because of the development of the situation, everything was uncertain.

"What's in it for me?" Anthony approached, standing in front of her. His tall figure was extremely dangerous.

Anne's head was dizzy, and she took a step back subconsciously, " You...what do you want? I'm...it's convenient now."

"You forgot what you are capable of? Huh?" Anthony hooked her chin and pulled her forward. She stumbled forward, almost touching his strong chest.

Anne was unwilling to. Her breathing was rapid and unstable, "For the sake that 1 just had a miscarriage and now that I'm barren, can you.Jet me go?"

Only ten days had passed, and even her body had not recovered yet.

Anthony snorted coldly and bit her lips suddenly.

\ hen Anne thought that she could not escape Anthony's beastly urge after all, she was released.

Anthony rubbed her delicate lips with his fingertips. His black eyes were deep and dark and his thin lips slightly parted. " Find ways by yourself."

The hope in Anne's eyes was suddenly broken, leaving her in a daze.

Anthony felt that there was no need to take action on his own. Anne brought it on herself.

It was kind enough to bring her here.

Releasing the shackles on her, he turned around and walked to the cloakroom.

"You can't treat me like this!" Anne was furious. Her eyes reflected anger and grievance, "Are you even human? I

suffered so much because of you! I can't have children, and I can't get married. I don't even have a normal life! Can

both of you don't be so cruel on me?"

"This is your life," Anthony said coldly.

Anne was so angry that her chest hurt.

Was her life not like this because of him?

"Sleep here tonight," Anthony ignored her pain and gave the order.

"...1 sleep here?" Anne was puzzled. It was not practical to go back such a long distance. "Isn't there another room? Or

I can just sleep on the sofa."

However, Anthony did not even look at her. He went to the cloakroom.

There was absolutely no room for negotiation.

Anne rolled her eyes with frustration, and looked at the big bed. She was breathing erratically again.

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What was in his mind?

She was inconvenient now, so why did Anthony want her to sleep together?

He would not want to do so forcibly, would he?

Besides, Anthony did not say anything about helping her to remove the internet posts.

She would have never come to beg him if it was not. for the sake of her children.

Anne thought perhaps it was better to speak softly?

"How long are you going to stand? Go take a shower." Anthony walked out of the cloakroom, already in his pajamas,

exuding strong aura.

Anne recovered and walked to the bathroom.

There was a rustling of water in the bathroom.

Anthony found that the door was not closed.

Anne stood under the shower, drenched and alluring.

She turned to glance at the slit of the unclosed bathroom door.

Anne did not expect Anthony to come in.

Maybe in Anthony's eyes, she was more like a clown.

However, as long as a clown like her still had her worth, she could always give it a try...

After Anne took a bath, she only wrapped a bath towel around her body, covering the vital parts. She turned around and entered the cloakroom.