Chapter 38: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 38

Chapter 38 He Did It Himself

Camila smiled and said, “Is that all it takes?” Silas responded, “Since you aren't willing to join my

company, I have to come to you. I'm not going to let your talent go wasted.” Tilting her head,

Camila looked him in the eye with a mischievous smile. “You've never seen my design works before.

How can you be sure that I'm a talent? I may just be a fraud.” Feeling speechless, Silas gave her a

look. “Did you forget that you included your design works in the resume that you sent me?” Camila

was surprised. “That resume was sent in by South. I don't even know which design works he

included.” Silas was slightly startled. “That kid sent it in on behalf of you?” “Yes. He wanted me to

join your company. My plan when I first got back was to run my own fashion studio, but he tried

every way to get me into your company. Who knew...” Camila spread her hands and shrugged, not

finishing the sentence. Who would have expected that so much would happen since then? Silas

responded rather apologetically, “I'm sorry about what happened in the past. Now that I think about

it, whatever happened was pretty dramatic. Had I not seen them with my own eyes, I'd never have

believed them. I was also there at the airport the day you landed, and I saw that you had a man's

phone in your hand. The next day, when you showed up at the office of the Nolan Group for an

interview, I also just saw that post that was critical about your actions with Brian, and that's how my

misunderstandings about you deepened.”

Startled, Camila chuckled. “I witnessed how a man stole a lady's phone, so I later decided to get the

phone back using the same method. On the day of the interview, I used Brian's phone to make

phone calls because Brian fainted. After that, Silas nodded. “I know. I'm sorry for misunderstanding

you.” Hearing this, Camila tittered magnanimously. “Don’t worry about it anymore. I don't take

things personally.” “Thank you for that, Miss Brooklyn,” Silas smiled and responded. “About

investing in your fashion studio, it's settled then. I'll transfer you the money tomorrow.”

Camila did not expect him to be serious about it. “Mr. Nolan, are you serious about it?” “Of course.”

The look on her face made him chuckle. “I'm going now. Please make sure that you

lock the doors.” Camila nodded. “Sure.” After Silas left, Camila still stood there. She was still in

disbelief as to why he would invest in her business. Did he genuinely think that he would make

money from that investment? After closing the door, she walked back and was frightened by the

person in front of her. “Y-You're not asleep yet?”

South commented with a big smile on his face. “I love being in Uncle Silas's arms.” Camila’s face

dropped. “South Brooklyn, let me warn you; please stop playing tricks. I don't want him to feel that

we're taking advantage of him time after time.” South puffed up his cheeks and replied, “He won't. I

feel that he likes us, and he likes you too. He took you out for meals, and he even carried me.”

Camila frowned. “That's all because we saved his grandpa. We have to know our limits. If you keep

responding to him, he might think that we have an ulterior motive.” South responded, “Isn't that

normal? Mr. Nolan is single, and so are you. Since he's cleared up all the misunderstandings, isn't it

good if you two can start seeing each other?”

Camila stared at him. “What're you talking about? Just today a woman was coming at me because

he was trying to drink on my behalf.” South puckered up his lips. “You needed Uncle Silas to drink

on your behalf?” Camila responded, “I didn't ask for it. He did it himself.”