All Chapters of Bearing Triplets After Forced Marriage: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“Young Master, someone from the Lowe family is here.”Just as the butler finished reporting, chaotic footsteps echoed from behind him.Murray entered with several people, including Miranda, who had to be supported as she walked. Her eyes were lifeless, and her face looked haggard.Benjamin's gaze swept over them, a chilling gleam flashing in his eyes.Murray’s sharp eyes were filled with rage, his chest heaving.“Benjamin, why did you poison my daughter?” he demanded furiously.His daughter had attempted suicide twice in two days — how was a father supposed to endure that?There was nothing in the world more terrifying than losing one's child.What if Benjamin was high-ranking and powerful?What he had done was still illegal.Amanda coldly watched Miranda. The doctor who had administered the poison was nowhere to be found — likely hidden away by Benjamin.And Miranda’s eyes… might never recover.This kind of poison was nearly incurable, unless one had medical skills on Amanda’s level.

That way, you'd have four kids.Mark thought for a moment. Dad probably wouldn’t want four extra burdens, right?Sigh!This was really a tough situation!Benjamin’s brows twitched almost imperceptibly when he heard that.“Grown-up matters aren’t for children. Go study, Daddy has to work.” Benjamin reached out his hand, his slender jade-like fingers gently ruffling his son’s hair, a doting smile on his face.Amanda rushed out the door, running so fast she didn’t notice her surroundings until two people suddenly stepped in her path.Looking at them, she snapped, “Move!”One of the men said, “Our Miss wants to see you. Please come with us.”Amanda narrowed her eyes. “And who is your Miss?”“Miss Lowe.”Amanda raised her brows and immediately refused. “Not interested. Get lost.”That disgusting woman—she had no desire to see her.Everything the Lowe family had become today—they deserved it.“Amanda, don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I’m telling you, whether you wa

The moment Carol heard Barry’s cold voice, a thought flashed through her mind—could everything Barry was going through be connected to Amanda?She hadn’t had a chance to see Amanda these past few days.If she wanted to test her, a few lilies would do the trick.Maybe there weren’t enough last time, so the test didn’t work.“Barry, Miranda knows about how we killed Amanda all those years ago. I don’t know where she heard it, but she has a recording.”Barry sneered at her words. “You killed Amanda, not me. What’s it got to do with me? Don’t call me again unless you want to ruin things between me and Ingrid.”Carol felt like she couldn’t breathe—this bastard of a man! She must’ve been out of her mind to ever fall for him.“Sorry, Barry. This is the last time I’ll ever call you that. My mom made me record the whole thing back then. If I go down, you’re not walking away either. Your mom’s sneaky, but mine isn’t easy to deal with either.”With that, Carol hung up, tears falling down her fac

The butler smiled and said, “Madam, you’re finally back. This evening, Young Master is attending a banquet and said he wants to bring you and the little young master along. A makeup artist and gown have already been arranged upstairs for you—please go get changed quickly, time is tight.”Amanda was puzzled. “What banquet?”The butler shook his head apologetically with a smile. “Madam, I didn’t ask. The Young Master is upstairs in the study. You can ask him directly. I’ll get back to my work now.”He left with a cheerful expression, feeling that the relationship between the two was clearly deepening. The old master had been right about Amanda. She really had changed the young master in many ways.Amanda went upstairs and directly to the study to find Benjamin.“Mr. Schmidt, do I have to go too?” she asked. Benjamin sat by the window, his lonely, cold silhouette stirring a faint feeling of pity.His expression was indifferent, and when he heard her voice, he glanced at her from the corn

Patrick knew Amanda was allergic to lilies—and he also knew exactly what Barry was up to. When he glanced at the lilies being placed on the tables by the waiters and saw Amanda trembling with anxiety, a chilling cold light flashed through his narrowed black eyes.“Get out! Throw those lilies out—now!” Patrick’s voice exploded with fury, icy hostility spreading through the air like a deathly fog.His sudden outburst confused the crowd. The lilies were beautiful, so why did Patrick seem to loathe them?Barry feigned surprise. “Mr. Dawson, my apologies—I didn’t know you disliked lilies. These came from a friend’s private greenhouse. They’re the best and most expensive variety. I simply wanted to share the refined fragrance with everyone.”Patrick sneered inwardly. Refined, my ass. You’re doing this on purpose.“Take your lilies—and yourself—and get the hell out.” His tone was casual, but every word carried a bloodless edge, like a blade cloaked in silk.Barry's pupils contracted, his fac