Triplet Mommy’s Triumphant Return by Quinn Hart novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9 

In the car, Andrew John, who was driving, seemed to want to say something, but he didn’t. 

Melanie thought to herself, I’m afraid the dinner won’t be simple tonight.” 

When Melanie arrived at the Robertson residence, the Robertson family welcomed her warmly. Melanie couldn’t help but feel weird. 

It was reported that Steve suffered financial losses after investing in a batch of porcelain, placing Steve’s Art Gallery in a state of crisis. 

But the Robertson family seemed to be much more wealthy than before. 

When Melanie entered the hall, Tracy greeted her with a smile. 

“Mela, I miss you so much. Your father is cooking for you today!” said Tracy. 

“I heard from Dad that you and Vanessa both wanted me to move back home?” Melanie asked. 

As Melanie spoke, she also put on a fake smile. 

Tracy’s face fell, but she quickly roused a smile. 

“That’s right. It’s not safe for you to live outside alone. 

“Although you are with someone from the Thomas family, you don’t know them well. How can they be more reliable than us?” Tracy said. 

Then Tracy sighed and pretended to be sad. 

“Thank God you’re finally back home! You used to care about Vanessa the most. 

“After what happened that night, Vanessa has been crying in her room every day and hasn’t gone out for several days. Please help me persuade her later,” Tracy said. 

“Okay,” Melanie said, “but I want to see my room first.” She sneered in her heart. 

“On, right! Your room has been cleaned up a long time ago. It’s still the room where you used to live. Have a look and see if you like it,” Tracy said enthusiastically. 

Then Melanie went upstairs to her old room. 

It looked clean but unfamiliar. 

There was nothing in the room/that Melanie used to have. 

The curtains, sheets, the bed, the sofa, and the desk were all different. 

Even the paintings on the wall bore no resemblance to their former appearance. 

Everything was new in the room. 

Chapter 9 

Melanie opened the makeup box and found nothing but a few new cosmetics. 

There was not a single trace left of her past belongings. 

Melanie held back her anger. 

She went out to another room on the corner, twisted the door knob gently, and opened the door. 

But the interior of the room was very different. There was nothing but a cabinet. 

None of Sherry’s old belongings were kept. 

Lush green trees and vibrant red flowers adorned the view outside the window. Birds serenaded the spring sky, creating a warm and delightful atmosphere. 

But Melanie suddenly felt cold all over. 

How dare they? 

As soon as Melanie left, they erased all traces of Melanie and Sherry’s existence. 

How dare they! 

Melanie rushed out of the room and went downstairs. Seeing Tracy looking at her with a smile, she felt angry. 

“Where are my mother’s things? Where is my mother’s stuff?” Melanie asked. 

“Mela, your father sold all those books and paintings,” Tracy explained casually while clearing the table. 

“The clothes and accessories are so old that no one wants them, so I donated them to the relief box,” Tracy said. 

“What? Did he sell them all? And you donated the other stuff?” Melanie questioned. 

Melanie felt her blood rushing up to her head. 

Tracy’s indifferent voice echoed in Melanie’s ears, “That’s right. Your mother was my best friend. I have always thought of her. 

“But every time I saw her room and those old things, my heart ached. So did your father. 

“We didn’t want to do that either. You can understand me and your father, right?” 

“So you’ve thrown away all my stuff, too,” said Melanie. 

“Mela, when we heard that you had an accident in Solustria, your father and I were almost mad. We didn’t even dare to go upstairs. 

“We had no other better way, so we called someone to clean both rooms,” Tracy said.