Chapter 302: Triplet’s Mighty Mom Chapter 302

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Chapter 302 Torn Between Two Choices

“Thanks for the breakfast!” Camila lifted up the plastic carrier bag that contained food and waved it

at the CCTV camera before walking into her unit.o Meanwhile, Silas was still holding his phone in his

hand with a bitter smile on his face. Never had he thought that one day, he would have to cook to

keep his girl. Looking at the spread of gourmet food served on the table which looked

mouthwatering and palatable, George had a feeling that it wasn't prepared by Kate. Ever since the

seed of doubt was planted in his mind, he couldn't help but associate everything he saw to Silas. But

still, he thought the food was unlikely to be prepared by him. Would the president of Nolan Group

cook for a woman and then send it to her in such a surreptitious manner? Noticing his distracted

look, Camila asked, “George, what's the matter?” It was only then did he come back to reality.

“Nothing. This braised fish tastes really good. Do tell Kate that I'd like to learn how to make it from

her some other time.” Food prepared by Kate and Silas certainly doesn't taste the same, Camila

thought. Although Kate was a great cook, Camila had taken a liking to Silas's food because she was

having it a lot recently. “Well, I'll tell her that next time.” After a short beat, she suggested, “George,

why don’t you stay for a few days more?” George looked up and stared straight at her all of a

sudden. Taken aback by his stare, Camila avoided his eyes instinctively. “Wh-What's the problem?”

With a faint smile, George asked, “Are you asking me to leave?” Pretending to look surprised, Camila

tried to explain herself, “Didn't I ask you to stay for a few days more? I'm thinking of taking South

on a vacation during his holiday after I finish making the suit for Silas's grandfather.” Despite

knowing what she was trying to imply, George didn't expose her. “Sure. I called the clinic yesterday

and I was told that our master has returned recently. So, I can really stay longer in the country!” The

corners of Camila’s lips twitched slightly when she heard that. Damn it, did it mean George was

really going to stay for several days more? “What's the matter? You don't seem too happy to hear

that,” George queried. Hurriedly, Camila clarified, “O-Of course not! Why would I be upset when I

can't wait for you to stay longer?”

George said, “Feel free to arrange the trip any time because I'm always free.” Deep down inside,

Camila felt bitter to hear that. At first, she just wanted to ask obliquely when he intended to leave

but now, it seemed like he was not going to leave anytime soon. The point was, how was she

supposed to explain it to Silas, who had warned her before that he would come out of hiding if

George was still here after ten days?

What should she do when the ten days’ time was up?

Would her place be turned into a battlefield between the two guys?

"Why did our Master decide to come back all of a sudden?”

Should she make a call to her master asking him to extend his trip in the worst case scenario? “No

one knows what's in his mind. Perhaps he just decided to be back after losing interest in traveling

around,” George responded. Camila let out a lengthy sigh in her mind, lamenting that her master

had chosen a really bad time to be back. She then went on to spend the entire morning torn

between telling George the truth or trying to make Silas accept the situation. After some

contemplation, she still thought it more appropriate to sacrifice Silas because she could compensate

for what he suffered.

As for George, she really owed him too much favor, all of which she had no means to repay. The

most important point was that she dared not tell him the truth. Three days later, Camila finally

completed the suit for Silas's grandfather. For the entire morning, she had been thinking whether

she should call Silas. At last, she came to the conclusion that it was actually more than reasonable

for her to call him because it concerned the suit for his grandfather. Thinking that she might look

guilty if she made the call surreptitiously, she purposely dialed his number in George's presence.

In the meantime, she covertly checked on George's expression and it was only when she saw his

unstirred expression did she feel slightly more at ease.

Little did she know, just a second after she let down her guard, George spoke in the usual tone he

used when he gave her advice.