Triplets’ Mighty Mom Novel
Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Not a Participant

Lyla's friend angrily said, “How can your sister act like that?! Since you're both participating in thecompetition, it should depend on each person's ability! It's up to one's ability to receive praise fromthe judges. Even if she prevents you from participating, can she stop the others?” Lyla sighedhelplessly. “She just doesn’t want to let me compete. Ever since we were young, she has alwayswanted whatever I had, and I've gotten used to letting her have her way. Still, this was such a rareopportunity to prove myself using my own abilities! But, I'm afraid my dreams are going to bedashed again.” “What are you afraid of? What can she do to you in front of so many people? Youhave to quickly get up and prepare yourself. I'm the first to go out, and you're the last. What abouther? What number is she?”

She lowered her head, looking pitiful as she said, “I don't know. I didn’t even know she wasparticipating. If I knew, I wouldn't have joined.” Her friend then said, “Why wouldn't you join? Youcan't continue being pushed around like this. Since she refuses to allow you to participate in thecompetition, that's all the more reason to take first place in the competition and rub it in her face.”Lyla nodded. “Hurry up and finish your preparations. I'm fine.” Her friend made a noncommittalsound of agreement, then she left. At the same time, the crowd surrounding them slowly dispersed.After that, a cold smile appeared on Lyla’s lips. Camila, if you keep your mouth shut, things will endhere peacefully. Or else... I wonder just how you're going to explain away what just happened! At8.50 AM, some of the sponsors began entering the venue. Camila’s seat at the judges’ seats and thesponsors’ seats were on opposite sides of the hall. However, she couldn't see Silas. I guess he mightnot be coming; he's a busy man after all.

To be honest, it had been a long while since they last met. It's a little strange-it feels like we aredeliberately trying to avoid each other. I didn't dare to approach him for fear of beingmisunderstood. Similarly, he hasn't tried to approach me either. Still, I hope he will come today. Iwant to see what his reaction would be when he learns that I'm Angel. Just as she was deep in herthoughts, a tall and slender figure appeared at the entrance of the venue-it was the man she wasjust thinking about. He was dressed in a black suit, which emphasized his strong and fit body; hisexpressionless face made him seem cold and distant. A strong and powerful aura overflowed fromhim, keeping the people around him on their toes. Xavier followed beside him, along with several

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other staff members that led him to the VIP seat. All the other sponsors immediately stood up togreet him, and he casually nodded at them in acknowledgment. All of a sudden, Camila felt herspirits lifting. Thus, she got up, walked toward Silas, and greeted him, “Mr. Nolan.” A flash ofsurprise flitted across Silas's face, followed by an unexpected burst of euphoria. “Why are you here?Are you participating in this competition too?” She pursed her lips with a mischievous smile in hereyes, then vaguely responded, “Yeah, I didn't expect to see you here.” He nodded; that was what hewanted to say too. “The Nolan Group is a sponsor for this event.”

In response, she smiled and nodded. "Okay. Please take a seat; I'm heading back.” Thus, heresponded, “Okay, we'll catch up later.” However, his gaze never left her back. During this time, hehad been suffering greatly. The scene of her sitting opposite Brian in a couple's booth keptreplaying itself in his mind-Brian had been holding a bow! of candy in his hands and she had beensmiling heartily. Every time he thought about it, he found himself feeling dispirited. Brian seems tobe quite taken with her. As his brother, I should keep my distance from her. For that reason, he hadbeen keeping himself extremely busy-so busy that he had no time to meet her, nor think about her.But...

At that moment, he clearly understood that he had desperately wanted to meet her. The joy in hisheart wasn't something he could suppress no matter how hard he tried.

It wasn't until Silas saw Camila sitting down at the judges’ seats that he felt a little surprised. Could itbe that she isn't a designer participating in the competition, but a judge?