Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407: 407- Wine Bottle

After that slap, Aniya couldn’t ask Valerie again.

She swallowed hard while running her finger slowly on the table.

You’re my princess!

A voice spoke in her head. Aniya felt like someone had knocked the breath out of her. She knew the voice. She knew who it belonged to.

She still remembered those vivid scenes. But she couldn’t tell this to Valerie.

She might get a heart attack. Her mother thought that she had successfully wiped the memory of her past life. But that wasn’t true.

She had often heard Valerie talking to her husband Alaric. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

"You made a mistake that night. You brought the wrong girl. I specifically mentioned that it was the blonde child. But you brought a sick child who is useless to us."

In the beginning, it used to cause pain to Aniya a lot that she was an unwanted child but later she got used to it.

"It’s good that it was me who he picked up. The other girl shouldn’t be in pain like me."

Aniya went back to bed and almost fell on it tiredly.

Her body was not as tired as her mind.

"Go to sleep," she told herself, "Go to sleep because you have an early start tomorrow."

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"These tips are getting lesser with each passing day," Valerie started counting the money again. She wasn’t angry but Aniya was prepared for that slap that had become the part of her life.

"They usually pay more on weekends, Mom," Aniya said in a convincing voice. She couldn’t tell her mom that she was hiding some of her savings in her shoe box.

"Hmm," Valerie lit a cigarette and took a drag, "How much does Lisa earn?" Valerie asked her casually.

"A lot more than me," the words were out before she could stop herself.

Shit! Why did I say that?

Valerie looked up with a frown, "And why is that?"

"Umm..." she searched for more words. Telling Valerie about how Lisa offered her services to the restaurant customers wasn’t wise. Valerie wouldn’t hesitate to ask Aniya to do the same.

"I’m asking you something, Aniya!" Valerie’s tone got hard. Her hand reached out to hold her dyed hair in her fists, "Why do you think she earns more?" she hissed near her ear.

"That’s... that’s because she works double shifts," she managed between the pain.

"So why can’t you?" Valerie gave her head a hard shove that made her utter a scream, but she quickly gulped it.

She wasn’t allowed to scream because that made Valerie angrier.

"I ... I want to... Mom... I swear I want to but..."

"But?"