All Chapters of Bearing Triplets After Forced Marriage: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

“Heh.” Benjamin let out a cold laugh. “You think you’re in a position to make demands? Unless you come back tonight, you won’t be seeing Mark again.”She wanted to negotiate? Well, two could play that game.“Hmph, then so be it,” Amanda snapped back. “I only wanted to see Mark for his sake. But if you don’t want me to, fine—I won’t. We’re divorced now, Benjamin. You think I’m going to move back in like nothing happened? With so many people watching? What, is marriage a game to you? I don’t have time to entertain your drama.”With that, she hung up again.If she really wanted to see her son, there were plenty of ways.Benjamin stared at the screen, his face darkening by the second.This woman...!From the sidelines, Jennifer had heard the whole conversation. Her heart twisted with jealousy.He actually called Amanda and asked her to come back?And judging from Amanda’s tone—she didn’t seem willing.Good. That meant she still had a chance.“Benjamin, I’m sorry…” she murmured softly, eye

“Bro, what’s your plan?” Ted asked excitedly, eyes gleaming with anticipation.“Hmph! That old fox Mr. Reed… I did some digging—turns out he’s a fake philanthropist. He’s been embezzling charity funds, privately siphoning off donations. The Reed family made their fortune off that money,” Tod said coldly.As he spoke, he pulled up evidence of his intrusion into The Reed family’s internal systems and posted it online.“But Ted,” he added, “that guy is extremely cautious. Even if he abuses power and bends the law, the most the authorities will do is issue a rectification order. He’ll just return the money and patch the holes. His reputation will take a hit, sure—but the rest, we’ll keep digging. Once I have more solid proof, I’ll take him down for real.”Ted narrowed his eyes slyly. “Let’s not rush. What fun is it to send your enemy straight to hell? Isn’t it way better to cut him down like fresh chives—just as he starts growing back, we trim him again? Over and over.”Tod: “…”What kind

Patrick asked curiously, “Don’t tell me you’re still sleeping? What, did the divorce break your spirit so much that you drank yourself unconscious and can’t get up?”Amanda: “...” Your imagination is impressive.“Are you kidding me? Me, Amanda, the kind of person who’d fall apart after a divorce? Please. I just finally had some free time, so I let myself sleep in a bit.”She was wide awake now.Patrick laughed. “Then let’s go out to eat. Bring the kids—I haven’t even met them yet! You stingy thing, why are you hiding them from me?”But he already knew the answer.“It’s for their safety. You have no idea how adorable my babies are. Everyone who sees them wants to take them home and raise them,” Amanda said proudly.Patrick twitched at the corner of his eye—same excuse, thousandth time.“Same old line, Amanda. I beg you, please spare my ears. If you’re gonna keep me from seeing them, at least give me a new reason.”Amanda chuckled so hard she almost couldn’t stop.“Fine, fine. I told yo

Barry froze again.“Trap? What trap?”For the first time, true fear surged in his heart. Only now did he finally realize: his life was being completely controlled by someone else.One wrong move, and that person could crush him like an ant.And now, Amanda was telling him to walk into her trap himself?He couldn’t help but start to wonder—had Amanda been digging a hole for him all along?Amanda could hear the fear in Barry’s voice. She could already imagine the awful expression on his face.Mental torture was always the most brutal. And that was exactly how she had lived these past years.That proud and arrogant Barry, now cursed and despised by all—just the thought of it filled her with satisfaction.She could picture every shade of despair on his face.“Barry, if you’ve got the guts, then guess for yourself,” she said coldly. “Let me tell you something: I will have my revenge. You must pay with your life, or else Amanda will never rest in peace.”She paused, then added sharply, “Bes

“What idea?” Caleb pressed immediately—at this point, any plan was worth considering.“Husband, we create a setup—a trap—and do a livestream. Force her to personally admit that she *is* Amanda.” It was the only option left.There was no way to do a DNA test now.Back when Amanda had “died,” Evelyn had destroyed all her belongings.Without any DNA evidence, Amanda had been able to act so brazenly.Caleb had hoped for something better, but even if this plan was foolish, it was the only choice they had.“How are you going to get her to admit it?” he asked. He didn’t know Amanda well—every time he saw her in the past, he’d be reminded of *that woman’s* death.Evelyn smirked coldly. “An opportunity will come soon. When we’re at our lowest, that will be when she feels her greatest triumph. At that moment, she *will* admit it—willingly. When that happens, I’ll make sure I speak up—just have someone record it.”“As long as we prove she’s alive, our daughter won’t be convicted of murder,” Evel