The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Three Little Ones Help Mommy Get Revenge

Everyone’s expression froze.

’Why is Christian Sloan here?!’

Nathaniel Sloan hugged Christian’s small body. "What made you want to eat at Dewdrop Garden? Who brought you here?"

Christian rolled his eyes subtly, but his face remained pure and innocent. "It was Uncle Luke White. I saw you just now, Daddy, so I sent him home."

Then, he turned his head, feigning curiosity. "Oh, Grandma and Aunt Noelle are here too?"

Laura Jennings stretched out her hands. "My precious Christian, come, let Grandma hold you! Have you eaten yet? How about you eat with Aunt Noelle?"

’This wicked grandma must really be slow,’ Christian thought with a flash of disdain. ’She’s still trying to push Daddy and Noelle Lockwood together at a time like this.’

However, that was exactly what he wanted.

Christian nodded. "Okay, but this private room is too small. I don’t like it. Daddy, Grandma, can we eat out in the main hall instead?"

A plan immediately formed in Noelle Lockwood’s mind.

Although she didn’t understand how this room was small, going to the main hall meant more people would see their "family of three" dining together.

So Noelle Lockwood smiled gently. "Ma’am, Mom, Christian’s health isn’t the best. Perhaps the ventilation in the main hall is indeed better. Let’s go over there."

Rose Lowell and Laura Jennings, of course, also thought of the reporters they had summoned.

They had released news on Weibo that Nathaniel was going to get engaged to Noelle.

If reporters could capture a scene of Noelle and Christian eating together now, then in the public’s mind, Noelle would be the undisputed future Mrs. Sloan!

Laura Jennings said smugly, "Nathaniel, even Christian wants to eat with Noelle. You shouldn’t stand in the way."

Nathaniel Sloan narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Christian.

Christian gave him a bright smile, then turned his head and whispered to Zachery on the other end of the phone, "It’s all set. It’s your turn soon, little hacker."

...

「In the hospital.」

Estelle Lockwood had taken her medicine and fallen asleep again. Afraid of disturbing her rest, Zachery and Mia left the ward and waited in the hospital corridor.

The Young Mr. had told them there were many reporters at Dewdrop Garden and that he had already figured out a way to deal with Noelle Lockwood. He hoped Zachery could add fuel to the fire online when the time came.

Zachery, the genius little hacker of the Lockwood family, signaled that it was totally okay. He was ready!

Just then, a man in a suit, around forty or fifty years old, walked past them.

Mia suddenly frowned and nudged Zachery’s arm. "That man looks so familiar." freēwebnovel.com

Zachery nodded. He did look very familiar.

’Isn’t that...’

Zachery suddenly gasped. "That’s Mommy’s scumbag dad! The one who’s all, ’I want the fake daughter, not the real one,’ ’getting an abortion is for your own good,’ ’you’re naturally inferior and unworthy,’ and ’give up your engagement for your sister’s sake’!"

Mia: "..."

’Ah, does Mommy know about that little chant of yours?’

But Mia had already calmed down. "That scumbag grandpa is probably here to cause trouble for Mommy. I’ll go find someone to help."

Zachery nodded, then quickly typed into his chat with Christian: [How do I master the art of playing innocent?]

The whole Lockwood family were experts at playing innocent, and he was going to beat them at their own game!

...

「Dewdrop Garden.」

The master manipulator himself, Christian Sloan, glanced at Zachery’s text and ended the call with a blank expression.

Then, putting on a sweet smile, he chose the most conspicuous table right in the center of the main hall.

"Daddy, let’s sit here." ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Nathaniel Sloan naturally had no objection. He sat down next to Christian. Just as Noelle Lockwood was about to sit on Nathaniel’s other side, Christian suddenly said, "Aunt Noelle, why don’t you sit next to me?"

’Looks like this little bastard knows his place and how to suck up to me,’ Noelle Lockwood thought, delighted.

Noelle Lockwood was a celebrity to begin with, and with Laura Jennings frequently appearing at major events, they were quickly recognized.

The surrounding guests began to whisper, "Is that Mr. Sloan and Young Mr. Sloan?"

"It has to be. And that’s Mrs. Sloan, Mrs. Lockwood, and Noelle Lockwood too. Is the whole family out for dinner?"

"I saw online that they were getting engaged. I thought it was just a rumor, but it looks like it’s true."

"Why does the Young Mr. call Noelle Lockwood ’Aunt’? Isn’t she his real mom?"

"There’s a rumor that the Young Mr. is Mr. Sloan’s child with another woman, but Miss Noelle doesn’t mind and treats him as her own."

"That makes sense. It seems the Young Mr. really likes Noelle Lockwood too, otherwise he wouldn’t have asked her to sit next to him."

The reporters that Rose Lowell had bribed also began to secretly record.

Some even went so far as to quietly start a live stream, all to let everyone know that Noelle Lockwood and Nathaniel Sloan were as close as a family, and that Nathaniel’s child only recognized her as his ’mother’.

Nathaniel Sloan naturally heard the chatter. He frowned slightly and was just about to speak.

But just then, the food arrived.

Noelle Lockwood knew the reporters were filming, so of course she had to put on a show of being incredibly attentive. With a glint in her eye, she prepared to stand up and get a bowl of fish soup for Christian.

’Even if I’m not his real mother, acting like this is sure to win me a lot of praise.’

And it was true. Noelle Lockwood’s fans were already flooding the comments, saying how lucky the Young Mr. was to have a mother like her.

However, someone was one step ahead of her!

Seeing Noelle Lockwood about to get up, Christian immediately stood up himself.

He wasn’t tall enough, so he shakily climbed onto his chair, took the soup bowl from the waiter, and placed it in front of Noelle Lockwood.

The little master of manipulation spoke in a trembling voice, a mix of fawning and fear, "Aunt Noelle, your soup."

...

...

The entire hall suddenly fell silent.

Nathaniel Sloan’s brow furrowed sharply, his gaze sweeping over Noelle Lockwood like a razor-sharp blade!

Noelle Lockwood was completely stunned. ’Wait, what is Christian Sloan doing?’

Before Noelle Lockwood could react, tears welled up in Christian’s eyes. He began to tremble all over, as if he knew what kind of punishment awaited him.

"Aunt Noelle, d-do you not like it? I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Christian didn’t know you wouldn’t like this. Christian will get you another dish right away."

Young Mr. Sloan’s acting reached a lifetime peak. He picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and carefully placed it in Noelle Lockwood’s bowl.

But at that exact moment, his chopsticks "accidentally" slipped, and the braised pork belly fell with a SPLAT onto Noelle Lockwood’s white dress.

Christian’s eyes instantly turned red, and tears streamed down his face like broken pearls.

"SOB... I’m sorry, Aunt Noelle! Please don’t hit me, I was really wrong! Grandma said I have to please you, but Christian is so clumsy, what do I do... Daddy, Daddy, I’m so scared..."

Nathaniel Sloan’s face turned dark as thunder. He swept Christian into his arms. "Christian, Daddy’s here. Don’t cry."

Christian sobbed, "But when Daddy leaves, Grandma will punish me, and Aunt Noelle will hit me. They... they both said Aunt Noelle is your future wife and that I have to serve her well."

Nathaniel Sloan’s gaze turned colder by the second, a storm brewing in his eyes.

The onlookers were so shocked their jaws dropped. They looked at each other in disbelief.

’...What is going on?! Young Mr. Sloan’s own grandmother is making a five-year-old boy serve Noelle Lockwood?!’

’Didn’t Noelle Lockwood say she was completely devoted to the young master and treated him as her own son? Is *this* how she treats him as her own? By hitting and scolding him?’

’Look at this! He has to serve her soup and get her food during dinner, and he even has to worry about whether she likes it or not.’

’Judging by Young Mr. Christian’s reaction, he must get hit all the time! Is he really going to marry a woman like that?’

Nathaniel Sloan wiped away Christian’s tears, his voice chillingly cold. "Noelle Lockwood, explain."