Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 948


    ‘If they were in love, why would Madam Knowles dislike her son? Was she really in it for the benefits


    that she would get from the Knowles?


    But if she’s plotting against the Knowles for its assets and property, she should value her son even


    more. The only thing that would await her in the future was a happy and wealthy life if she were to


    assist her son in inheriting the Knowles.


    However, Nn told me that Tristan’s mother not only doesn’t want to see him, but she also never


    thought about letting her son inherit the Knowles.


    ‘She’s the one in power among all the knowles, and everything in the Knowles has to go through her.


    What kind of woman would have the ambition to upy all her


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    deceased husband’s property and even suppress all the descendants of the Knowles?’


    Madam Nera shook her head. “I don’t know if they’re in love with each other, but ording to what I


    heard, the Knowles have been in a very chaotic mess ever since Madam Knowles took over the family.


    So, I can only say that Tristan’s mother is, by no means, an ordinary woman.”


    In the end, Maisie watched Madam Nera get into her car and leave. She then stayed where she was to


    think for a long time.


    ‘What Godmother said isn’t unreasonable. Tristan’s mother wouldn’t have sent an assassin here to kill


    the eldest grandson of the family if she was an ordinary woman.


    ‘Being in power and creating a stir within the Knowles, her purpose isn’t only to own the Knowles, but


    she ns to disintegrate and end the family from its very rootspletely.


    Just how much does she hate the Knowles for her to do such a thing? And if that’s the case, Noce’s


    abduction from two years ago was more or less rted to Madam Knowles too.’


    Maisie suddenly recalled the man named Jackie Clifford that Nn had been looking intost night.


    She remembered that there was also a boy named Jackie Clifford who studied in the same ss as


    she did back in high school, but the two did not look like the same person after she had taken a look at


    the profile photost night.


    Maisie returned to the Vanderbilt manor, a ce where she had not returned for a long time. The


    manor had been abandoned for three years as she did not want to make any changes even after


    Larissa gave her the title of the manor.


    She unlocked the door with the key, pushed the door open, and walked into the living room. The


    furniture in the living room was all covered in white cloth, and all of them were covered in a thickyer


    of dust, while the corners of the ceiling and the chandeliers were all cobwebbed. When she walked


    upstairs and passed by the study, she could not help but stop-the past shed across her mind like a


    flipbook. Everything was still so vivid to her.


    She looked down at the living room from upstairs, as if her father was still sitting in his armchair and


    drinking his tea in the living room, while Le was trying everything in her ability to please him, and


    Willow was showing him all her achievements.


    The scene shed back to nine years ago when her father had pped her and driven her out of the


    manor.


    Maisie could not help butugh at herself. She did not expect that those people who she thought would


    have nothing to do with her in the future would eventually be part of her memories. When she got


    to her room, she stood at the entrance for a long time before opening the door. Everything in the room


    was also tightly covered by white cloth. The only items that were not protected by cloth were the photos


    on the walls, and they were already covered in dust.


    Maisie walked up to the cab, lifted the white cloth, raised her hand to clean the dust, opened the


    drawer, and took out her high school yearbook.


    She turned to the photo section, went down the list of names, and finally found Jackie i n the yearbook.


    However, the Jackie that she found in the photo was plump, wore sses, and looked very


    inconspicuous. The reason Maisie remembered his name was that his grades had been very good, and


    he was an introverted and shy boy.


    Maisie ced the yearbook in her bag, got up, and left the room.


    Tristan and Nn sat in the dining room while Quincy ced the short arrow in an airtight bag in front


    of Tristan.


    Tristan took the short arrow out of the sealed bag and nced at it. Nn intertwined his fingers,


    ced his hands on the table, and exined with a calm expression, “There’s an assassin organization


    in East Winston that uses this kind of weapon to murder their targets secretly. I think you should know a


    thing or two about that organization.”