The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Christian Confirms: Daddy and Zachery Are Real Father and Son

Noelle Lockwood’s expression froze.

What?

Did she hear that right?

Before she could react, the guests started murmuring again.

"It really does have Yara Lockwood’s name on it!"

"Why is Yara’s invitation different from ours? Is it a fake?"

"Who would dare fake an invitation from the Sloan Family? Besides, even if it were a fake, how do you explain it being in Noelle Lockwood’s hands?"

"Gasp... You don’t think... Noelle Lockwood actually stole it, do you!"

The way everyone looked at Noelle Lockwood turned strange.

Laura Jennings snapped back to reality and shrieked, "How is that possible!"

Noelle Lockwood instinctively glanced at the invitation.

That invitation was different from the others. The entire thing was handwritten. *Sloan Group... cordially invites... to attend...*

At the end, written stroke by stroke in gold ink, were two words: Yara Lockwood.

Noelle Lockwood’s face instantly turned deathly pale!

Estelle Lockwood’s lips curved into a slight, casual smile. "I think Miss Lockwood is right."

Noelle Lockwood didn’t react for a moment, then she heard Estelle Lockwood continue in a haunting tone:

"We really must follow the rules. No invitation, no entry. So Miss Lockwood would rather steal an invitation than break the rules. Ah, how touching."

Her delivery of that last phrase was flat and unperturbed, yet it dripped with sarcasm.

Estelle Lockwood drawled, "So now, according to the rules, Mrs. Sloan, shouldn’t you be asking Miss Noelle Lockwood to leave? After all, when you thought I didn’t have an invitation, you were all about the rules. You can’t have double standards now, can you?"

Noelle Lockwood felt a wave of dizziness wash over her!

On the verge of tears, she shook her head frantically. "I... I don’t know..."

Laura Jennings choked, pulling Noelle behind her. "Even if Noelle doesn’t have an invitation, she’s my guest! Who the hell do you think you are, trying to kick her out!"

"Your guest is so special? Yara is my personal guest, and weren’t you just trying to kick her out?!"

Suddenly, an imperious female voice came from the villa, making Laura Jennings flinch!

Iris Sloan strode quickly to Estelle Lockwood’s side before sneering.

"Laura Jennings, this is my party. Are you saying my guest can’t come in?"

Laura Jennings’s legs went weak, her face alternating between red and white. "You, you... I’m the matriarch of the Sloan family, you can’t..."

"Don’t block the way. Get out of my sight!" Iris Sloan couldn’t be bothered with her and shot a sharp glare directly at Noelle Lockwood.

"It’s not impossible for Noelle Lockwood to come, but first, please tell me why Yara’s invitation is in your possession?"

"Yara’s invitation went missing, and it ended up in your hands. Meanwhile, you tried to block her at the door. All of this makes me suspect you did it on purpose."

"Could it be that you’re jealous of Yara and wanted to humiliate her, so you orchestrated this whole scene?"

Tears welled up in Noelle Lockwood’s eyes. "It’s not like that, I didn’t know this was Yara’s invitation..."

Iris Sloan cut her off. "You didn’t know it was Yara’s invitation, so you weren’t targeting her on purpose?"

Noelle Lockwood nodded through her tears. "Of course, why would I target Yara?"

Iris Sloan hummed in acknowledgment. "Noelle Lockwood, I notified the Lockwood Family that you were not welcome at today’s party. You were there when I said it, you heard me loud and clear. Since you knew I wouldn’t allow you to attend, you should also have known I wouldn’t send you an invitation."

"So where did the invitation in your hand come from? Did you steal it?"

Estelle Lockwood raised an eyebrow slightly. ’Five years apart, and Auntie’s talent for shutting people down hasn’t changed a bit. She silenced Noelle Lockwood in just a few sentences.’

Noelle Lockwood gritted her teeth, her gentle features twisting into an ugly grimace because of Iris Sloan’s words.

’This old bitch is backing me into a corner!’ fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

’Either I admit I targeted Estelle Lockwood on purpose, or I admit I stole the invitation to sneak into the party...!’

’I can’t admit to either one!’

Noelle Lockwood subconsciously looked at Laura Jennings. Laura was the one who had someone steal the invitation, but now she was just looking down, acting as if it had nothing to do with her.

’Bitch, bitch!!’

Noelle Lockwood was frantic, her small face covered in tears. She swayed, looking as if she could faint at any moment.

"Alright, what is everyone doing crowded around the entrance!" Ethan Sloan walked over.

Iris Sloan said coolly, "Your dear wife says no one can enter without an invitation. So, I was just about to kick someone out."

Ethan Sloan shot Laura Jennings a harsh glare, then turned to his sister.

"Alright, regardless, Noelle is Nathaniel and Christian’s savior. If she wants to come, just let her. Don’t blow this out of proportion."

Iris Sloan knew she couldn’t stop it. She extended a hand to Estelle Lockwood. "Yara, let’s go."

Estelle Lockwood hummed in agreement, nodded, and followed, brushing past Nathaniel Sloan who was just walking out the door.

In the presence of Ethan Sloan and Nathaniel Sloan, the guests didn’t dare to say anything more, resorting to whispering and gossiping in low voices.

"Looks like Noelle Lockwood really did steal the invitation?"

"Definitely. Why else would the Head of the Sloans suddenly come out and interrupt? He must be afraid of it blowing up and Noelle Lockwood being labeled a thief."

"Noelle Lockwood steals an invitation, and Laura Jennings still defends her. What is Laura Jennings thinking?"

"Who knows... I heard that last time, Laura Jennings secretly had a paternity test done on Mr. Sloan and Young Mr. Sloan, suspecting the young master wasn’t Mr. Sloan’s biological son!"

"Oh my god, when?"

"About a week ago, I think. Laura Jennings plucked a few of the young master’s hairs while they were eating at Glaze Garden. How messed up is that..."

Christian froze for a second, then became lost in thought.

A week ago, at that restaurant, they did run into Grandma and Noelle Lockwood. Things ended on a sour note.

’So, Grandma plucked his hair during the meal to do a paternity test?’

’But that day, he and Zachery had switched places.’

’So the hairs Laura Jennings plucked were Zachery’s.’

’Which means...’

Christian’s heart pounded like a drum.

’Which means, it’s definitive proof that Zachery and Daddy are biological father and son!’

’Back then, everyone said Mommy started a fire and cruelly murdered her two children.’

’But if we can prove Zachery and Daddy are father and son, it proves the children back then didn’t die! Mommy didn’t kill her own kids at all!’

Christian’s eyes darted around, and he quickly followed them.

...

Laura Jennings followed behind Ethan Sloan resentfully, her face full of displeasure. "You’re just going to let Yara in like that? She just publicly humiliated Noelle. If word gets out that our Sloan Family mistreats its savior, what will happen to our reputation!"

Noelle Lockwood stood to the side, weeping gently.

Ethan Sloan frowned. "Then what do you suggest? Iris personally invited her, yet you insisted on blocking the door, screaming and shouting. Does that bring honor to the Sloan Family?"

Laura Jennings looked embarrassed and said sheepishly, "I was only doing it for the Sloan Family... Besides, I told you before that Yara might be Estelle Lockwood. Did you even listen to me?"

Ethan Sloan’s face darkened. Of course he had listened, but...

...

The banquet was about to begin.

Nathaniel Sloan frowned, scanning the bustling crowd at the banquet. ’Where is Estelle Lockwood?’

’He hadn’t known that Noelle Lockwood had actually stolen her invitation. This was his fault; he had given Noelle Lockwood and Laura Jennings an opportunity to cause trouble.’

Suddenly, Nathaniel Sloan saw Estelle Lockwood cornered by several people. He strode forward.

But someone else was one step faster—