Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Chapter 109 The Wade Family Banquet 1

Tiana received a call the minute she left the Hilton residence. The caller was her younger

cousin, Nicolette Wade. Why is she calling me today? She doesn’t talk to me much in the first

place.

She ignored it, and the call eventually auto declined. To her surprise, Nicolette called again.

Tiana answered it reluctantly, “Yes, Nic. What’s up?”

Nicolette was the youngest daughter of Tiana’s second uncle, Leroy Wade. She adored

Elizabeth and stuck to the latter like glue.

Consequently, Tiana disliked Nicolette. It did not help that Nicolette often referred to her ast

“the mistress’ child.”

“Fels, it’s my birthday today. Why aren’t you here? Where’s my present?”

So she’s angling for a present. Tiana furrowed her brows in annoyance before replying flatly,

“How old are you? Kids can’t celebrate their birthdays. Did Grandpa allow you to hold a party?”

Michael believed in the virtue of frugality. As such, younger members of the Wade family

were not allowed to hold birthday parties. Tiana herself had never had a birthday party, though

she was already twenty-three.

The thought filled Tiana with indignance. The socialites frequently gossiped about her,

claiming that Michael disliked her.

Tiana’s protests fell on deaf ears because these socialites had attended a party held by

Elizabeth for her eighteenth birthday.

Nicolette merely insisted, “I’m eighteen, Fels. I’m an adult now. Anyway, be here as soon as

possible!”

With that, she hung up, and Tiana cursed out loud, “This brat! I can’t believe she hung up on

1. Where are her manners?”

Then she received an address from Nicolette.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth sat beside Nicolette at the latter’s party. Six years had passed, but her

relatives hardly changed at all.

Her aunts wore blinding amounts of jewelry, while her uncles, rather unfortunately,

developed beer bellies and thinning hair. Otherwise, they mostly looked the same.

Nicolette had always been close to Elizabeth, and she made Elizabeth promise to attend her

eighteenth birthday party.

“You should eat more, Lizzy. Look at how thin you are!” Nicolette prattled as she filled

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Nicolette’s mother, Francine, smiled. She mock-chastised her daughter, “What do you know,

Nic? Your cousin’s trying to maintain a figure. You’re still young. We can’t eat as much as you

without worrying about our weight.”

With that said, Francine began filling her daughter’s bowl with food. In truth, Elizabeth was

not eating less to watch her figure.

She lost her appetite after witnessing Leonard’ rejection of Jessica’s pleas. Jessica even went

on her knees! I can’t forget how sad she looked. I need to think of a way to help her.

From opposite Elizabeth, Celine eyed her stepdaughter unhappily.

Celine’s rage ballooned when she recalled the beating she had taken the other day.

Pettily, Celine asked, “Why didn’t you bring your triplets over today, Lizzy? They should try

the dishes here. The taste is exquisite.”

Nicolette’s birthday party took place at Amaranthine, a restaurant with a long history int

Mistwood. Rumor had it that royal cooks founded the restaurant, and its excellent culinary

offerings kept it in business for centuries.

Accordingly, Amaranthine’s food came with a high price tag. Each dish easily cost hundreds.

Silence descended upon the table at Celine’s question. Elizabeth’s triplets were a taboo topic

in the Wade family; her illegitimate pregnancy had infuriated Michael to no end,

Michael went from pampering Elizabeth to shunning her from the family. He would not

accept Elizabeth back into the family despite her attendance at Nicolette’s party. He evidently

saw the triplets as a stain on the Wade family’s good name.

The Wade family’s patriarch was a proud man. Celine’s frequent mentions of Elizabeth’s

children screwed up the latter’s chances of returning to the family.

Elizabeth merely replied, “The kids are too rowdy. I wouldn’t want them to disturb the aunts

i and uncles with their chatter.”