Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 285

Meanwhile, inside the living room of the Jefferson residence, Beatrice burst into hearty laughter as she

flipped through the document in front of her.

So that's what happened. Back then, Waverly and Sophia were at the same hospital when they gave

birth to their respective daughters at the same time. Those two girls grew up to be the Bailey and Zoey

we now know.

As Beatrice stared at how much Waverly and Bailey resembled each other in the photo, an audacious

thought emerged in her mind.

In order to allow her daughter to live the lavish life of the rich, Sophia had bribed the doctor with a huge

sum of money to switch babies with Waverly.

In the end, the true darling of Lostaria ended up an ostracized child unloved by the Jefferson family. As

for the girl with pitiable origins, she became the beloved daughter of the Shurmer family.

What an insidious scam this is. Sophia, I'm truly impressed by your methods. However, how did you

end up dying in a fire with your corpse burnt to a crisp? Can it be that you immolated yourself so that

the secret would die with you? No.

Beatrice's hunch told her that there was more to the matter than met the eye.

If she's so materialistic, there's no way she would kill herself. I'm certain there's a terrible secret hidden

behind it still. Nonetheless, there's no hurry. This discovery is a valuable one, for I now have dirt on

Zoey in my hands. As long as I leverage it properly, that fake will obey me, and I'll force her to remove

all obstacles for Ronni.

Meanwhile, inside the suite of a five-star hotel, the seated Raiden glared at the bodyguard in black who

was standing in the center of the living room. He ordered grimly, “Tell me, what has Scarlett tasked you

with this time?”

“Um...” The bodyguard hesitated.

As he was Scarlett's personal bodyguard, he would be severely punished by the Fletcher family for his

betrayal if he were to snitch on Scarlett to Raiden.

Raising his brows, Raiden exuded an intimidating aura and asked, “What's wrong? Do you not dare to

tell me?”

The bodyguard dropped to his knees with a loud thud. “I dare not betray Ms. Fletcher, so please go

ahead and punish me, Mr. Fletcher.”

Narrowing his eyes at the bodyguard, Raiden maintained his calm and replied indifferently, “If my guess

is correct, Scarlett has sent you to assassinate Veronique and her son. Am I right?”

Stunned by those words, the bodyguard gave Raiden a horrified look. “Mr. Fletcher, you...”

Raiden waved his hand and sighed. “Given that she wears her heart on her sleeve, how can I not tell

what's on her mind? You should stay your hand for the time being and give me some time to figure out

an ideal solution. After all, I want to avoid bloodshed if possible.”

“Yes, yes, Mr. Fletcher.”

Back at the Luther residence, Felicity and Rhonda were chatting on the couch when the sound of rapid

footsteps from the staircase caught their attention.

When Felicity saw her son scramble down the staircase, she couldn't help but ask with a frown,

“Simon, what happened?”

While dashing out, Simon replied, “Bailey just called and said that Zayron and Susan were poisoned.

Their condition is serious to the extent of being life-threatening. Hence, I'm rushing over to see them

now.”

No sooner had he spoken than he ran off and disappeared.

As for Felicity, she sprang to her feet at once.

Even though she disliked Bailey and had her differences with the children, she still couldn't sit idly by.

After all, they were still members of the Luther family.

Curling her fingers into fists, Rhonda celebrated triumphantly in her mind.

Is the poison in the b*stards finally working? Good! Now, Bailey will have to lower herself to beg

Cadence for the antidote. I can already imagine how he'll make her suffer. In fact, I hope he tortures her

and takes indecent pictures of her while he's at it.

“Mrs. Luther, let's go over to see them too. Weren't you thinking about seeing Max? This is a good

opportunity to do so.”

“Yes, all right.” Felicity swiftly circled around the coffee table and rushed out the door.

In response, Rhonda quickly ran after her.

After all, she was looking forward to seeing the agonized look on Bailey's face.

And more importantly, she needed to verify if everything was going according to plan.

Outside the emergency room at the medical base, Artemis and Ken were smoking as they leaned

against the wall with their heads lowered.

Felicity rushed up to them and asked, “How are the children?”

None of them answered.

Grabbing Artemis by the collar, Simon thundered, “Say something! I'm the children's father. At the very

least, don't I deserve to know their condition?”

The corner of Ken's lips twitched. Mr. Simon, since when are you the father? To not have realized that

you're raising your brother's children, you do deserve to be manipulated by the father and son.

Shoving Simon aside, Artemis flatly replied, “Wouldn't you have your answer once Bailey is out? I'm not

a doctor. What's the point in asking me such questions?”

Simon was speechless.

As for Felicity, she slumped into a chair and lamented, “What has the Luther family done to deserve

this? First, Max gets involved in a car accident, followed by Ronni suffering a miscarriage. And now,

even Simon's two children have their lives hanging in the balance. Is God trying to end the Luther

family line?”

“Stop saying nonsense.”

An admonishing voice rang out from the corridor, heralding the arrival of Gerald and the Chivers family.

He walked right up to Artemis and inquired in a deep voice, “How are the children? Weren't they doing

just fine when they attended The Grand Fashion Show? How did they fall into such dire circumstances

overnight?”

Nodding his head, Artemis replied, “It's difficult to tell now. Justin and Bailey are trying their best to save

the children inside. They only mentioned that the children are in critical condition but didn't elaborate.”

Gerald nodded in acknowledgment before turning to face Felicity and Simon. “Since we don't know

anything now, let's just wait patiently instead of letting our imagination run wild. I'm sure the children will

be fine.”

He had barely finished when the sound of the emergency room door opening was heard. Subsequently,

Justin emerged from within.

Simon was the first to rush up. “What's the situation? How are the children?”

With a grim expression, Justin explained, “The situation is critical. We can't identify the poison, which is

really aggressive and has attacked their internal organs. More importantly, because we don't know its

composition, we're unable to produce an antidote.”

Staggering back in shock, Simon murmured, “That bad? W-What will happen to them?”

Justin bowed his head and answered, “If we don't neutralize the poison, they won't live past this time

tomorrow. In other words, they only have twenty-four hours left.”

His words triggered a drastic change in everyone's expression.

Suddenly, an anxious shout rang out from the emergency room. “Oh no, Mr. Zayron has vomited blood

again, and Ms. Jefferson has fainted from shock!”

In that instant, a figure flashed in front of them—Edmund had dashed into the emergency room with

Simon following closely behind.

Unable to hide her overwhelming glee, Rhonda seized upon the chaos to send Cadence a message on

her phone: The poison is taking effect now. Both b*stards are puking blood.