Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: 303- Be The President

Valerie saw Marissa shaking hands with the officer. She then said something to the lawyer. For Valerie, it was all a part of a dream.

She couldn’t hear anything.

This was a miracle.

She was least expecting Marissa here.

"W-what are you doing here?" she asked Marissa once they were out. A grey Porsche slowly wheeled towards them and the driver got out to open the back door.

"Well! Apparently! I was here to bail you out. If you don’t like it, I can ask them to take you back," She gave a small nod to the exit gate of the police station.

Just like old times, Valerie wanted to snap at her.

But now the circumstances were not in her favor anymore.

"Th-thank you..." she mumbled.

With a small smile, Marissa wore her dark shades and at last eyed her elder sister.

"Take it as a favor and stay away from my family."

"B-but how do you know... I am innocent?"

Marissa shook her head with a smirk, "I know nothing. But right now, this doesn’t matter. What matters is that our mom should be happy."

"Mom?" she whispered, and Marissa nodded her head.

"Yeah. She was the one who told me that you’re innocent. Though I hardly believe her. For you, she can bend backwards."

Valerie didn’t say anything. Marissa was right. Their parents did treat them differently. Because of this disparity, the sisters could never bond.

"Mar...issa... I’m sorry... I..."

Marissa raised her hand, "I’m not here for your sorry, Val," she dropped it to her side, "I’m here for our mom. Take it as a last favor from me. I’m trying to convince them to close the case against you. Once it gets done, you’ll never enter Kanderton."

Valerie didn’t know how to tell her sister that right now she was thankful. She was truly thankful.

But her sister would never believe her.

Without another word, Marissa got in the car and sped past her.

Valerie stood there for a few more minutes, staring at the spot where her car vanished. She didn’t know where to go anymore.

She had no one right now.

No money, no food, no place to stay.

The cheap phone in her clothes started vibrating. She quickly took it out and received the call.

"Valerie. Congratulations. My boyfriend has arranged a lawyer. This lawyer’s only demand is you! I told the lawyer you are too beautiful. Pay him the fees..."

Valerie chuckled and wiped the tears off her face.

"Sarah! I’m out. Now come and get me."

Sarah who seemed to go statue on the call couldn’t speak, "B-but..."

"Make it fast, bitch. I know you aren’t here right now. Send someone, please. Or do I have to pay you too?" she disconnected the call with a big grin. Now she knew what she needed to do for her survival.

She had yet to learn a lot of things from Sarah.

***

"Mommy. You look tired!" Alex hugged her legs. She scooped him up and kissed his cheek. She could feel that he was growing up way too fast.

She placed him down and plopped on the sofa in the living room.

"Why are you watching this, Mom," Marissa took the nearby chair and frowned that the news channel was on.

"Mrs. Aaron gestured to me and asked me to put on a news channel. She might be getting bored of the movies," The nurse explained to Marissa.

Marissa chuckled.

In the past, her mom could never get bored of the movie channels. Suddenly, Mrs. Aaron started making weird noises, her eyes still fixed on the TV screen. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

Marissa watched the screen in concern and saw Rafael’s picture plastered there. Her mom was pointing to it.

"Yes, mom. I know. It’s Rafael," Her mom tried to move her eyes a bit more wildly. Not understanding, Marissa increased the volume where they were talking about his cold murder.

They were even playing his old interview where he was telling about the challenges, he used to face being the President of MSin.

"Umm... woo... woo..." her mom was again pointing to the screen.

"Mom! What are you trying to say?" Marissa looked at her in confusion.

"Yes. He is Rafael... he is no more... he was the president, Mom..." Before she could say anymore, her mom’s finger pointed towards Marissa’s chest.

"Me?" Marissa placed her hand on her chest, "What about me?"

The nurse who was standing behind, cleared her throat, "I think... ma’am... she wants you to... become the president... I think she is interested in seeing you as..."

"What!" Marissa tried to laugh it off, "But no! How can I?" before she could say anything else her mom’s sudden excited voice reached her ears, that was an approval of the nurse’s statement.

The nurse was right. Her mom indeed wanted her to be the president. That was what Geena had suggested her to do as well.

I think you should be the president. Mr. Sinclair must have seen something in you.

Marissa closed her eyes in confusion.

What has gotten into Mom?