Chapter 83: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 83

Chapter 83 Filthy Thoughts

Aleena said nothing, but she was inwardly mulling over the woman's words. Perhaps I'm too well-

mannered. I should just employ a more direct method. D*mn you, Robin, for failing to do such a

trivial task!

After the fuss at the cocktail party, everyone looked at Camila and Kate differently. The most blatant

evidence was the fact that everyone seemed friendly with them, with increasingly more people

handing them business cards and even expressing their hopes of a collaboration if the opportunity

arose in future. Actually, everyone was of the same mind-these two ladies are Silas Nolan's friends.

After all, no one dared to offend his friend. Kate was ecstatic. Never have I thought that my

magazine and I would become renowned in such a way one day. Meanwhile, no one dared to report

the incident at the cocktail party on this night since Silas had spoken. When they were leaving, Silas

offered to send them back, but Camila declined. The two women then hailed a taxi home. Staring

the upturned corners of Kate's mouth that just wouldn't go down, Camila couldn't resist saying,

"Alright, just laugh if you want to do so.” Kate laughed unceremoniously. “Ha ha... Don't you think it

was a blessing in disguise that I got slapped? Many celebrities expressed their interest in

collaborating with me today, so I think I don’t need to worry for the next six months.” Camila burst

into giggles. “Your success in taking advantage of Silas's influence today far exceeded my

expectations.”

Grasping her hand, Kate declared solemnly, “I know you're the person I should be thanking most. If

it weren't for you, Silas Nolan wouldn't have known me from a stranger on the street, much less be

friends with me. D*mn it, I'm Silas Nolan's friend! I've decided to advertise your designs for free

without asking you for a single cent in the future.”

Camila shot her a glare. “You may want to do so, but I may not be interested.” Looking at her

dubiously, Kate asked, “Can't you be a smidge more polite?” Camila clung to her shoulder. “Why

should 1? Considering our relationship now, talking about money will only ruin our friendship!” Kate

was rendered speechless. Meanwhile, Silas went straight to Ruby Palace after leaving the cocktail

party, having been pestered endlessly by Alex and Hayden since the incident during the cocktail

party came to their knowledge through some unknown individual. Upon seeing him, everyone in

the room hollered, “He's here, he’s here!” Silas was then forced onto the sofa. Knowing that he

disliked women, none of the women dared to go forward and tease him.

Since Alex was the master player here, he called out to a female guest relations officer (GRO),

"Serenity, hurry up and pour Mr. Nolan a glass of wine. I'm sure he didn't get enough to drink at the

cocktail party earlier.” Flashing Silas a smile, Serenity Morris sensibly poured him a glass of wine

before placing it on the table in front of him. “Here you go, Mr. Nolan.” Then, she returned to her

post. The GROs in Ruby Palace were all insightful ladies, so they usually wouldn't go up to their

clients unless summoned upon noticing them talking. Silas took out a cigarette from the packet of

cigarettes and lit it with a snap of the lighter. Then, he leisurely took a puff, upon which a cloud of

smoke enveloped his devastatingly handsome face. “Hurry up and cut the b*lshit!” “What's wrong?

Are you in a bad mood? But didn't you save the damsel in distress?” Alex remarked with a chuckle.

Likewise, Hayden teased, “It's probably because the damsel didn't pledge herself to him.”

Silas shot them both a glare. “Is saving the damsel in distress just for the express purpose of having

the damsel pledge herself to me?” At this, Alex looked at Hayden. “If it's not to have her pledge

herself to him, why did he save her?”

“So that she'll pledge herself to him in the future,” Hayden tacitly answered with a chuckle. All at

once, Alex gave him a thumbs-up. “Absolutely brilliant!” Silas flicked his cigarette ash into the

ashtray. “Stop using your filthy thoughts to appraise my actions! What do you know?” Sneering, Alex

urged Serenity, “Quick, play a song to purify my filthy thoughts.”