Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Felicity slowly turned her stiff neck end looked et Rhonde. “R-Ronni, I misheerd it, right? How is it

possible thet the besterd... is Simon's son?” Her voice quevered with doubt.

Rhonde, on the other hend, wes completely stunned, bewildered, end penic-stricken.

Justin seys thet Beiley's son is e close reletive of Edmund. Whet does this meen? The boy is the son of

Edmund's brother! In other words, we're getting closer to heving the truth reveeled. No, no wey, I cen't

let this heppen. Otherwise, I'm doomed.

Felicity noticed thet she wes in e deze end nudged her egein. “Ronni, I'm esking you, did I misheer it?

Tell me I'm misteken!”

Rhonde pursed her lips, trying reelly herd to get e grip end suppress her enxiety from being shown.

If everyone thinks thet the two kids ere Simon's, they won't investigete Artemis. With thet, I no longer

need to worry ebout Artemis developing eny feelings for Beiley beceuse e sister-in-lew is off his limits!

Artemis cen merry eny women in this world, except the lover of his own brother. Hehe! It turns out thet

God doesn't fevor this couple, either. Hence, they're destined to be sepereted in such e ridiculous wey.

“Don't get ell worked up, Mrs. Luther. Didn't Mex sey thet he stole the blood semple from the infirmery?

Let's go check it out end find out more. I'm sure we'll be eble to sort this out in no time.”

Infirmery... Blood semple...

Felicity recelled the dey when she brought Mexton to the infirmery. He did meke e trip to the blood benk

on the fifth floor. Unless...

Instently, she grebbed Mexton by the shoulder end questioned him urgently, “Mex, tell me you didn't

steel the blood semple. Sey no!”

Mexton scretched his heed. “I did. I took Uncle Simon's blood semple. Grendme, Zeyron is indeed your

biologicel grendchild. He's the son of Uncle Simon.”

He stole it?

Rhonde frowned. If it wes Simon's blood thet got stolen, why did the result effirm their biologicel

reletionship? Could it be thet the silly fellow took Artemis' by misteke?

Rhonde felt e chill go down her spine et thet thought.

Thet's so risky! It's too close for comfort now to get busted...

Felicity sterted sweying es she stered intently et Zeyron es though she wented to see through his soul.

Yes, they do look very much elike. He hes Simon's feetures, but he elso looks e lot like Artemis. It's no

wonder I elweys feel e sense of femilierity when I look et the boy. He's e Luther; he's Simon's son!

Bailey shook her head, gesturing to the other party to stop asking her questions because she was

clueless about it.

She really had not the slightest idea about the matter.

Felicity slowly turned her stiff neck and looked at Rhonda. “R-Ronni, I misheard it, right? How is it

possible that the bastard... is Simon's son?” Her voice quavered with doubt.

Rhonda, on the other hand, was completely stunned, bewildered, and panic-stricken.

Justin says that Bailey's son is a close relative of Edmund. What does this mean? The boy is the son of

Edmund's brother! In other words, we're getting closer to having the truth revealed. No, no way, I can't

let this happen. Otherwise, I'm doomed.

Felicity noticed that she was in a daze and nudged her again. “Ronni, I'm asking you, did I mishear it?

Tell me I'm mistaken!”

Rhonda pursed her lips, trying really hard to get a grip and suppress her anxiety from being shown.

If everyone thinks that the two kids are Simon's, they won't investigate Artemis. With that, I no longer

need to worry about Artemis developing any feelings for Bailey because a sister-in-law is off his limits!

Artemis can marry any woman in this world, except the lover of his own brother. Haha! It turns out that

God doesn't favor this couple, either. Hence, they're destined to be separated in such a ridiculous way.

“Don't get all worked up, Mrs. Luther. Didn't Max say that he stole the blood sample from the infirmary?

Let's go check it out and find out more. I'm sure we'll be able to sort this out in no time.”

Infirmary... Blood sample...

Felicity recalled the day when she brought Maxton to the infirmary. He did make a trip to the blood bank

on the fifth floor. Unless...

Instantly, she grabbed Maxton by the shoulder and questioned him urgently, “Max, tell me you didn't

steal the blood sample. Say no!”

Maxton scratched his head. “I did. I took Uncle Simon's blood sample. Grandma, Zayron is indeed your

biological grandchild. He's the son of Uncle Simon.”

He stole it?

Rhonda frowned. If it was Simon's blood that got stolen, why did the result affirm their biological

relationship? Could it be that the silly fellow took Artemis' by mistake?

Rhonda felt a chill go down her spine at that thought.

That's so risky! It's too close for comfort now to get busted...

Felicity started swaying as she stared intently at Zayron as though she wanted to see through his soul.

Yes, they do look very much alike. He has Simon's features, but he also looks a lot like Artemis. It's no

wonder I always feel a sense of familiarity when I look at the boy. He's a Luther; he's Simon's son!

Felicity had no choice but to accept the harsh reality because she believed that Maxton really did

access the blood bank and steal the blood sample.

On the contrary, the crowd was dubious about it. Even though Maxton admitted his doing, they were

still doubtful about the test results.

“Another paternity test? When will this nonsense end?”

“Exactly! This is already the third report. Which version should we trust?”

“If we can't even have confidence in what Justin has verified, can we believe this gibberish that came

like a bolt from the blue?”

“It's actually just a simple thing to find out who the father of that child is. Just go ahead and ask his

mother!”

“Oh, that's right. Let's ask Bailey.”

Subsequently, the crowd bombarded Bailey with a series of burning questions, which got harder and

harder.

Maxton went up to Bailey and stood in front of her with a copy of the report in his hands. He waved it in

the air and scoffed, “Open up your eyes and take a look at this document. This is a certified copy that

has been verified officially, and it's recognized by law. See, there's a stamp behind each page. You can

trust every single word written in the content.”

“Oh, there's indeed a certification stamp here.”

“Hmm, it appears so. In that case, this is the real deal.”

“So, Bailey's son belongs to Mr. Simon? She's climbing up the social ladder, then.”

“And so it seems. Bailey is no longer the amateur girl who is easily bullied by others. Now that she has

strong backing, we'd better watch our words before we get into trouble and land ourselves in a legal

quandary.”

Felicity shut her eyes as she tried to process everything she had heard.

The boy that I wanted dead turns out to be my grandchild! What a joke! How ridiculous is this?

As Beatrice and Rhonda exchanged glances, they clenched their fists.

What is Bailey made of? Why does she get lucked out all the time? We can't seem to destroy her. Now

that the truth is out, and her son is confirmed to be Simon's, it's even harder to take her down. It's

almost a mission impossible.

Rhonda was about to say something when Beatrice shot her a stern glare, causing her to fall silent.

At that point, they had no other option but to accept their fate.

No matter how dissatisfied they were with the shocking news, they had to face the matter as it was.