Todos os capítulos de Genius Triplets: Ex Wife Hidden Identity: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Alessia raised her head to see Sisca in a chiffon dress, along with Dominic, whose face remained impassive, and several other people, presumably all coming out from the private rooms.   Trouble!   Alessia furrowed her brow, only to find Dylan, who had always been obedient, now speaking up with impatience.   "Sisca, did you forget to brush your teeth when you got up? Or did you forget to bring your ears when you left the house? Where did you hear that my singing was filled with tender emotions?"   Dylan's impolite words caught Sisca off guard, her face turning pale. But she came out here precisely to cause trouble.   So what if her photo was deleted? She could still find a way for Dominic to see it.   Suppressing her anger, Sisca glanced at Alessia with ill intentions, pretending to be innocent as she spoke.   "Dylan, why are you so angry?

"On the second day, Before Eleanor even got up, she received a message from Bianca. [Elle, don't forget our appointment, okay!]" Eleanor, still half-asleep, glanced at the message and yawned, then tapped on the phone screen: [Auntie, I won't miss it.]   After sending the message, Eleanor crawled back and lay down beside Alessia again.   Although Eleanor's movements were small, they still caused Alessia, who was lightly sleeping, to open her eyes.   She gently touched her daughter's soft belly and asked, "Who did you message?"   Eleanor, with her eyes closed, snuggled in Alessia's arms and replied in a muffled voice, "A friend." It should be from Chris, the new friend she made, and it seems like they've made up.   Her daughter is obedient, so she's always reassured.   Alessia's gaze softened as she turned her head and saw her so

"Miss La Rosa, the little Miss and Master are missing."   After making the call, Alessia met up with the two kids at the mall and then arrived at the amusement center. There, she encountered Mrs. Cate, who looked flustered.   Alessia frowned and glanced at the drinks Mrs. Cate had just bought, and she quickly understood what had happened.   This kind of situation is usually Chris' usual trick. He must have deliberately taken Mrs. Cate away and sneaked out to play.   "Let's first search inside the mall. If that doesn't work, we'll check the surveillance at the service center. You start from the first floor and I'll start from the seventh floor."   In the coffee shop, Bianca looked at the booth where a little girl, dressed the same as Eleanor, hid her face under a hat, and frowned.   Suddenly, she remembered the time she had encountered Elle and ‘Chris’ at the

Dominic's face was etched with sharpness, looking down on Alessia with disdain.   A momentary daze flashed across Alessia's cool and beautiful face. "Isn't Sisca your wife?"   "Who told you that, or are you just pretending to care?"   Dominic took a step forward with his long legs, his disdain deepening in his black eyes.   Huh...   He used the wrong words. This woman wasn't jealous; she was playing a game of cat and mouse with him.   He mentioned Dylan, and she latched onto Sisca.   Alessia took a step back, her brows furrowing.   Sisca wasn't Mrs. Carter!   That man wasn't secretly married to Sisca! He was scum, but not so much that he wouldn't give the mother of his child a status.   That child wasn't Sisca's.   Alessia's mind flashed with the image of

The little girl wore a pink princess dress, had fair skin, delicate and cute features. The only drawback was her small stature, but it didn't diminish her beauty in the slightest.   The action of closing the door as soon as she appeared was somewhat impolite.   Uncle Tom furrowed his brows, but when he saw the little girl's appearance clearly, his brows relaxed again.   Such a beautiful little girl, no wonder their young master took the initiative to visit.   Uncle Tom was thinking this when he saw the little girl's bright eyes fixed on their master, seeming very interested in him.   It seemed that their master wasn't just liked by women; even little girls liked him.   A hint of pride flashed across Uncle Tom's square face. He heard the little girl's childish voice, "Uncle, who are you looking for? My mommy isn't home. If you need anything, you can tell me."