Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Chapter 77 A Handmade Sweater

Matthew had clearly seen Elizabeth remove his shirt last night with his own eyes. She’s

trying to push the blame on Ms. Elliott.

He smirked knowingly and shot her a glance. Suspicion flitted through his piercing gaze.

“I remember seeing you take it off last night,” he insisted.

His accusation caused Elizabeth to blush.

D*mn it!

The gears in her mind turned, and she explained, “You must have imagined it. You had a lot

to drink last night, after all. Ms. Elliott was the one who took off your clothes for you. She even

wiped your body. It would have been too awkward for me to do these things otherwise.”

Elizabeth admirably kept her composure as she lied through her teeth. Matthew deepened his

scrutiny.

Suddenly, he pulled off the covers and stood up.

Elizabeth’s eyes

widened in shock at the sight of his cut figure. Her eyes strayed to the region

of his manhood, and she barely stopped herself from gaping.

Isn’t this too much?

and stammered, “I washed

I get them for you.”

the bedroom to the balcony. She grabbed his clothes

and draped them over her arm.

she stared at

was their biggest enemy. His clothes needed gentle dry-cleaning, and they could not withstand the

the washing

wester

clothes and stumbled

hundreds of thousands! I can’t believe I

pay him

in exasperation. My relationship with money has become a rollercoaster

want to cook

and retuirred to the bedroom.

hawed as Matthew asked, “Where are my

Hilton, a thief stole your clothes from the balcony

is pretty common around these parts.

making things

added for good measure, “Perhaps your expensive clothes

sheepish

them in the washing machine?”

of course not! I dry cleaned them and

would be

in her lie. She’s smart to claim they were stolen, though.

her “pay” for her mistake?

you something else

as they were

when she realized

clothes.