Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 155

Chapter 155 Call Me Silas Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Oh gosh! I forgot to gut the fish!” Silas was soon heard coughing, nearly choking himself. Then, Camila quickly apologized and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Nolan. I thought the fish was alright.” “Were you trying to poison me?” Silas was rendered speechless as he tried hard to keep a straight face. “No, I wasn’t. It’s just that I had never tried preparing so many dishes before this, so I guess I got confused,” Camila replied with a bitter look on her face. Gazing at the lady’s face, Silas curled his lips upward as his heart melted like chocolate. After all, who would’ve thought a beautiful lady like Camila was actually a bungler in real life. At that moment, he felt an urge to woo her so that he could take care of her for life. “Uncle Silas, you should try the three cuisines that I just recommended.” While saying that, South picked some stir-fried tomato with scrambled eggs. “Those are my mom’s finest cuisines!” Upon hearing the child’s words, Silas chuckled, finding South smart for his age. “Alright, I got it.” Camila responded with an awkward look on her face, trying every single dish on the table like a guinea pig. “Mr. Nolan, this one tastes fine. It may be salty, but the rice should help dilute its taste.” However, Silas couldn’t help but chuckle, going ahead to take a bite as a gesture of courtesy. “Well, this one tastes fine. It’s not actually that salty.” “See? I’m actually quite talented. I just don’t have time to pick up culinary,” Camila complacently said. “Mom, you need to stop looking for excuses to justify yourself.” “South Brooklyn!” Camila angrily yelled at her son. As the little boy felt a chill running down his spine, he quickly laid down the fork. “Mom, I’m done eating, so I’m going to do my revision right now!” After saying that, South swiftly got into his bedroom and shut the door. At the sight of that, South’s reaction rendered Camila speechless. How could my boy just leave me like that? Man! This is going to be awkward with only two of us here. In fact, this was actually a plan from Silas and South as they both curled their lips and revealed a faint smile on their faces. “I have a request I’d like to tell you. May I?” Camila instantly felt tense as she said, “Sure. Fire away, please, Mr. Nolan.” “Can you call me something else instead of ‘Mr. Nolan?” “How else should I address you then? President Nolan?” Camila asked while she was stunned by the man’s response. Meanwhile, Silas stared at Camila with his deep gaze while holding a wine glass with

his lips curling upward. “You could call me Silas, my first name.” Hearing what Silas said, she confusedly gulped in fear. Wait a minute, isn’t Silas the president of the Brooklyn Group? How can I just call the president of a huge corporation by his first name? Man! This had better not be scary. If I’m ever seen or heard calling his first name, what would people think of us? I’m going to have a hard time explaining myself. “You make me feel like an alien when you call me Mr. Nolan.” Silas’s words got Camila wondering. You are indeed a stranger, aren’t you? Then, Silas said, “After what we’ve been through, I thought we could at least call ourselves friends.” Upon hearing his reply, Camila began to contemplate. He’s been helping us out since the competition, just like the time he came to my rescue at my home. Besides, he also helped me beat Robin up, even getting me out of a tight spot back in the banquet. Other than that, he also lent me a hand in preparing for my anniversary a few days ago and spent a week with me in the hospital. At this moment, all the moments they had been through together started to cross Camila’s mind. Maybe he is right. I don’t want to stay in touch with him even after what he’s done for me, neither do I want to piss off admirers, but if I turn him down for a reason like that, it wouldn’t be fair to him. “Alright, I’ll address by your name then.” “Are you scared of me?” Silas raised his eyebrows. “How is that possible? Why would I be scared of you?” Camila sniggered and said. While bitterly looking at her, Silas spoke his mind. “I have a feeling you always keep your guard up when you’re with me.” Upon hearing the man’s words, Camila twitched her lips slightly. Darn it, he saw through me! “Nah, nothing like that. It’s probably just your imagination. Come on, cheers!” She then raised her glass and toasted him. Is he really drunk? Soon, Silas chugged the wine in his glass and had his eyes glued to the pretty lady. “How did you manage it all, living abroad with your child?”