Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69 “If you don‘t have anything to tell me, I’ll hang up...”

“Do you still remember how Francis died?” Sarah asked hurriedly.

Cheyenne looked at the children in a panic, grabbed the edge of the table, and tried to calm herself. “Isn‘t... he dead? I don‘t know.”

“It was dark and windy that night at the top of the Antipodal Mountain. You really don‘t remember?”

Cheyenne‘s face turned pale. “You...” “Unfortunately, I saw everything that day.” “You... what do you want?”

“Haven‘t I been very clear? Leave Anne. The further, the better, and you will never return to her life! I‘ll give you three days‘ time. Whether to leave or go to jail is up to you.”

After hanging up the phone for a while, Cheyenne could not come back to her senses.

It brought back memories that had been covered in dust for many years.

She did not expect Sarah to discover them.

What should she do? Leave?

Cheyenne looked at the playful children, and her eyes were wet. Why would God never let her go...

Anne went back to the changing room after she got off work, took her mobile phone, and noticed that there was a missed call from her mother.

Two of them.

This scared her slightly, so she quickly called back. “Mom, what‘s the matter?” “It‘s okay. The children are fine.”

Anne breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at herself. “I‘ve always been on the edge since I had the children.”

“That‘s normal for mothers...” Cheyenne paused and said, “Anne, do you want to find a nursery for your child? We can‘t always keep them at home...”

Anne thought maybe her mother was too tired to take care of the children. She felt that that was a possibility when she thought of Nancy.

“Okay, I‘ll look for a better nursery.”

After returning, Anne searched the Internet.

Luton had many nurseries, but she hoped to find a good one.

She knew that a more expensive one did not necessarily mean a better one.

Anne found a nursery school affiliated with an elite university. It had good privacy and high

Chapter 69 “If you don‘t have anything to tell me, I‘ll hang up...” “Do you still remember how Francis died?” Sarah asked hurriedly. Cheyenne looked at the children in a panic, grabbed the edge of the table, and tried to calm herself. “Isn‘t... he dead? I don‘t know.”

“It was dark and windy that night at the top of the Antipodal Mountain. You really don‘t remember?”

Cheyenne‘s face turned pale. “You...”

“Unfortunately, I saw everything that day.”