Chapter 105: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 105

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Chapter 105 A Secret Kept

South shook his leg smugly. He could feel his father's delight going off the charts. “Are we going to

visit Great-grandpa then?” Silas nodded. “Yes.” They exited the KFC restaurant and went into the car.

Silas kept looking at his son through the rear-view mirror, and the more he looked, the cuter South

became. No wonder I like him so much. There were already clues that told him this though. When

South went to Nolan Residence last time, he called Merlin “Great-grandpa, and the first time Silas

went to his house, South gave him an apple. Both of them eschewed spicy hot pot, and when

Camila said South's father had passed, the boy spewed his water out. Silas never expected the

woman he wanted to find was right around the corner, and she had his kid. South's right. I let too

many clues pass by me too easily. South grinned, and he thought Silas would have a hard time

sleeping tonight. Once they came to Nolan Residence, they went straight to Merlin's bedroom.

Merlin was shocked, for he didn't expect South to come again today, so he called out happily,

“Come here, South.” South went over, smiling. “Great-grandpa.” Merlin's beard was twitching with

delight. “How come you're together with Silas?” South looked at Silas. “Uncle Silas came to pick me

up.” Merlin looked at Silas too, and he noticed Silas looked unusually happy today. Silas was usually

inscrutable, but he was all smiles today. “Something good happened?” Silas wanted to tell him, but

because he promised South to keep this a secret, he bit his tongue. “Nothing. South told me a good

joke.” Merlin looked at South. “Oh? And what might it be?” A joke? Yeah right. Just great, Daddy.

Luckily, he had a treasure trove of jokes, so he pulled one out. “There's this one time someone

asked the Internet which summer camp she should send her child to. Everyone gave her good ideas,

but she refused them. Well, that's confusing, but then she added that she’s an anti-vaxxer, so her

son wasn't vaccinated. Then get this: someone gave the perfect answer. You know what he said?”

South paused for dramatic effect, and Silas and Merlin shook their heads. “He said, “Yeah, there's a

perfect summer camp for your kid. It's called the cemetery.” Both of them guffawed at the

punchline. “Oh my god, he killed her!” Merlin's beard was almost dancing with delight, and South

grinned. “One more game, South. I'm going to win this time.” “Sure.” South nodded. They set the

chess board, and Silas stayed with them, though he didn't feel bored. Instead, he felt content, like

he was reliving his childhood. When he played chess with Merlin, Merlin would always hold back,

though sometimes he would let loose so Silas would want to get even. Now, Merlin was doing the

same thing to South. The scene almost made him tear up. Grandpa, he’s my son and your great-

grandson. Silas and South stayed at the residence until one before they left. Merlin stopped Silas

and whispered, “Did you read the file I sent you, Rocky?” “I did.” Silas was surprised. “Read it

closely.” Merlin frowned. That caught Silas by surprise, so he grunted, though he was perplexed. On

the way home, he still thought about that cryptic message his grandfather left him. “What's your

plan?” South quipped. Silas was surprised, and his mind lagged for a bit. “What?”