Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 137

Chapter 137 The Culprit The driver’s heart leaped to his throat as he instinctively raised his hand to wipe his eyes. After that, he realized that Silas had picked up another beer bottle. Silas remained languid and said, “I’ll give you one last chance to tell the truth, or else you shall keep your silence forever.” The driver tried to rack his brain quickly. The person told him that he would only be sentenced to three years in jail for his crime. In return, he would be rewarded with 2 million. It was no doubt a worthwhile deal. However, he never expected that he would be bailed out. At that moment, he wasn’t even certain if he could survive to spend the money. If he revealed the culprit, the person would certainly harm his family members. Before he could figure out the pros and cons, Silas had lost his patience and questioned, “Who told you to do that?” His words sounded like the countdown to the driver’s imminent death. The driver fell on his knees and cried, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to harm anyone. Please forgive me!” Rather than subsiding, Silas’s fury was fueled when he heard the driver’s begging. Then, he directly smashed the beer bottle on his head and questioned coldly, “Do you think I don’t have the courage to harm you?” The driver was paralyzed on the ground, no longer believing that he could get away with it. As the blood kept streaming down his head, he shuddered out of coldness, and his head felt heavy. If he weren’t saved in time, he would certainly lose his life there. At that moment, he could feel that his head was spinning. A while later, his vision turned dark, and he passed out. Seeing that, Silas kicked him angrily, but the latter remained motionless. Kyle walked over and said, “Silas, he’s passed out.” Silas demanded glacially, “Wake him up.” . Nodding, Kyle filled up a basin with water in the bathroom and splashed it at the driver. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

The driver was splashed awake in an instant and opened his eyes. Realizing that he was still in the room, he almost passed out in fright again. Why am I still alive? Silas’s gaze was filled with murderous intent as he ordered ruthlessly, “Spill it!” Having experienced the ordeal, the driver came to his senses and confessed everything he knew.

“Although he had disguised himself, I figured out who he was. He’s that celebrity who had made the headlines a few days ago. His name is… Luca Matthews!” Hearing that, Silas scowled. He thought that it had to be Lara or Lyla who wanted to take revenge on Camila. He had even suspected Aleena, but it never crossed his mind that Luca was the culprit. How dared he harm Camila? He must be sick of living. Upon getting the answer, Silas rose from the chair and reached for the door. Seeing that, Kyle asked, “Silas, what should we do about him?” Without turning around, Silas answered, “Don’t kill him yet.” After leaving the room, he told Xavier to find out the whereabouts of Luca. Xavier responded, “Okay!” Upon stepping out of Ruby Palace, Silas directly headed for the hospital. Meanwhile, there was another man inside the ward other than Kate. His skin was as fair as snow, and his eyes were exquisite. Seated by the bed, he peeled the apple and chatted with the patient on the bed from time to time with a gentle gaze. As Kate listened to their conversation, her lips curved into a smile imperceptibly. What a tranquil sight. Silas had stood outside the ward for a while, for he didn’t have the heart to disrupt the tranquility. If the person on the bed weren’t Camila, he would have left the place. Taking a deep breath, he cast away his ruthlessness and walked in. Hearing the footsteps, Kate quickly turned around. Seeing Silas, she called out politely, “Mr. Nolan.” Camila and Brian shifted their attention to Silas at the same time. Silas mumbled and ignored Brian as he gazed at Camila. “How are you? Do you feel better now?”