Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 44

"It's not what you think."

"Yeah, you lashed out at me last night, treating me like a piece of shit and here you are, wanting a favor. I think I know what you mean."

"The apology is sincere. I didn't keep the truth from you on purpose. You just didn't seem to care enough, that's why you were kept in the dark."

"Good point and likewise, I don't want to get involved in anything that has to do with you and Oliver."

"So you won't help me?"

"No." She replied immediately.

"Even though it's a matter of life and death?"

"Who's dying?"

"Me."

Beatrice rolled her eyes.

"Come on, mom. Even though you hate me, don't you prefer to have me by your side and continue our endless arguments rather than losing me to the cold hands of death?"

"Who is killing you?"

"Oliver."

"He's your baby daddy."

"Just talk to him for me, mom"

"I'm not getting myself involved.,"

"You don't have to get yourself involved. Just talk to him for me to leave after the wedding."

"And how do you expect me to achieve that?"

"You caused this by telling him about us so in some way, you have a duty to take care of this mess." Kathie knew she was probably sounding petty but she didn't mind as far as it helped her in getting rid of Oliver.

"You're just a coward."

"No, I'm not. I told him all about it. If he had listened to me I wouldn't be seeking your help."

"If Ollie decides he wants to be in his kids' life. Who am I to talk him out of it?"

"He listens to you."

"True but do you take him for a fool? He listens to me but he still knows what he wants."

"This is your house. Please tell him to leave."

"And how do you expect me to do that to him? He is my guest. He came all the way from Australia."

"Kick him out or tell him his time is up. He's meant to be here for only the wedding right? Then he should be out of here by this evening.

"Stop being so insensitive. If you've got issues with your baby Daddy, settle it with him and don't get me involved."

"So you're not going to help me?"

"No."

"Oh stop giving me that look." She said when she saw her daughter glaring at her.

"He has missed seven good years of his Children's life. What type of human will I be by throwing him out?"