Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

“They're evil capitalists!” the girl spat.

Zayron curled his lips into a half smile and said, “It's fine. I believe in your charm. Weren't you nominated for the Best Child Actor Award? According to the traditions, your boss will come to meet you himself, so take the opportunity to win his heart over, okay? I'm confident of you.”

The girl pouted, knowing that she was not going to be able to win over that old sly fox Artemis.

“Daddy Eddy, my brother's losing his mind again!”

Edmund gave her a small smile. “Deal with him when you're back. I'll back you up.”

“Hehe! You're the best.”

Just then, the kitchen door opened, and Bailey came out with two plates of dishes. When she saw the “father-and-son” duo on a video call, she smiled and asked, “Is that girl done enjoying herself outside? Tell her to come home earlier so that she won't miss the day to visit her granny's grave.”

“Right. I can go home with the excuse of visiting Granny's grave. Thanks, Mommy. I'll go and fill in the application for leave now.”

The corner of Bailey's lips twitched as she fell speechless. She told herself continuously that she should not be fooled by the girl's angelic smile, for the girl was more like the devil.

“The dishes are ready. Are you guys not coming to the table?”

Closing the laptop, Edmund lifted Zayron into his arms. “I've been waiting for you to say that. Smelling that aroma had been nothing but torment. I wished I could pick up the plates and shove everything down my throat.”

at a loss for

sounds of sobbing were reverberating in the huge living

be lucky enough to escape all the time. We still have a long way to go, so we'll eventually find a chance

who spoke was Rhonda's mother, Beatrice Wenlock. She was in a traditional gown with a sleeveless jacket, looking like the stereotypical wealthy wife. The woman was already in her fifties, but as she had maintained her looks well,

reveal itself. If that b*tch Bailey ends up marrying into the Chivers family, it'll be easier to be the queen than to get rid of her. If the

dire situation right now, but we don't have a clear view of what's going on. For now,

a way to

her words. Something must have popped into her head, for a glint flashed past her eyes. “I have an idea. It'll be your father's fifty-fifth birthday in a week. On

ruin her reputation and make everyone disgusted

better if we get nude photos of her. We'll publish it. I doubt the

“Nude photos aren't good enough. We'll broadcast it live—we'll let all the guests see how she is in bed. I want to shove her into hell this time, and I want to make sure she'll never crawl out of it. Still, will she actually agree to come to

on Beatrice's face. “Don't worry. I have a way to make sure

a glass of iced wine in his hand, and the dark red liquid was gently rippling in the glass. Glittering sunlight filtered in

the clouds. It was also a landmark in Hallsbay. From his spot, he could see

of twenty, and after eight years of training and stumbling his way

countless assets were nothing but lifeless numbers. Even he himself had no idea how

reason to live, and he

to reality. Tilting

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