Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 927

Chapter 927

“Perhaps he has put them away,” said Anne.

“What put them away? There’s no such thing at all. I know it best,” said Bianca, “I was the person staying here in the past.”

Anne looked at her in surprise and she got even more confused.

“I used to be Anthony’s fiancee. Anthony and I had a conflict, and he got pissed off. Therefore, he kept doing some things that I can’t understand. Saying that you’re Mrs. Marwood, for example. He must be deliberately pissing me off.” Bianca looked depressed.

“But I gave birth to his children,” Anne defended herself.

“That was an accident. In fact, the source of all the problems was your mother, Sarah. She married Anthony’s father, so of course, Anthony hated you. I don’t know what happened, but both of you met each other abroad. After you slept with Anthony, you ran away. No one knew that you had given birth to the children at all. Anthony only learned of the existence of the children later. However, we were already engaged at that time…”

Anne did not expect that she would hear such a story.

It was as if she had brought the children over to tear her sister and Anthony’s relationship apart.

However, that was not what Anthony said…

“That’s right. Have you seen the piano in the Royal Mansion? That’s what Anthony bought for me in the past. Let’s go. I’ll play for you. Perhaps you might recall everything.”

They entered the hallway and there was indeed a valuable piano placed in the family room.

She originally thought that it was placed there for decoration or it was bought for Chloe.

However, when Bianca sat at the Bianca at that moment, her posture was so elegant and she looked like a professional pianist.

A term that Anne heard at the Archduke Group yesterday suddenly popped up in her head, so she could not help but ask, “Are you…a well–known pianist?”

“Do you remember now?” Bianca was surprised.

Anne shook her head.

Bianca’s fingers pressed on the black and white keys and said, “This piece is Anthony’s favorite. I often play it for him. Have a listen as well.”

Speaking of that, she started to focus on playing the piano.

Anne’s mind was not the sound of the piano at all and her head was in a mess.

What she heard was not the beautiful piece pouring out of the piano. Instead, she was receiving Bianca’s bragging and threats.