Upstairs, the triplets paced around worriedly.
They were 49 floor up, so they obviously didn't know what was going on downstairs.
After a minute of worrying, Jesse shot his siblings a look of disdain.
"You're always blabbing about that Jett Adler. Our mommy might be getting bullied by those people downstairs, so where is he?"
Zade stopped moving and muttered in defense, "He's busy working. Do you think he became the richest man in the city by slacking off?"
The corners of Jesse's lips twitched in contempt.
"I told you mommy doesn't need a rich husband. What's the use of being a married rich man when you don't spend time with your wife nor do you protect her from those looking to bully her?
"Annoying! Utterly annoying! I'm going to find someone better for mommy. I don't care if he's wealthy as long as he can take care of her and protect her from bullies!"