Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Rhonda's expression darkened at once. In an icy voice, she replied, “How can you even suggest that?

We have to take a photo now. If you don't have a camera with you, I'll have someone prepare one.”

“This...”

The person in charge from City Hall felt caught in a dilemma. Turning and seeing Artemis returning

from using the bathroom, he hurriedly asked the latter, “Ms. Rhonda would like to have a photo taken of

the both of you. Would you be okay with that?”

Straightening his shirt as he strode toward the pavilion, Artemis answered flatly, “Don't you know that

she's in the early stages of pregnancy? The baby's condition isn't stable yet, and I don't want any

photos. Are you capable of bearing responsibility if something should happen to the baby?”

“Artemis, taking a photo for the marriage certificate is a once-in-a-lifetime thing. How can we possibly

use a photo of us created on a computer?” Rhonda asked in a wheedling tone.

He shot her a frosty glance, then responded calmly, “We'll take one another day after your pregnancy is

stable. If you can't accept that, we'll wait and get the marriage certificate a few months later.”

“No!”

Rhonda instantly became anxious. I waited so long for him to agree to this, so how can I postpone it to

a few months later? There's that b*tch, Bailey, and Zoey, the world-famous beauty from a wealthy

family. Both of them covet the position of the Luther family's matriarch. If I let down my guard for even a

second, they'll take advantage of me, and I'll live to regret it.

“Let's go with your suggestion. We'll take a photo on another day.”

Artemis murmured an acknowledgment. Then, he turned to the City Hall's person in charge and said

cryptically, “You've helped me out big time today, and I owe you one. If you need my help in the future, I

won't refuse.”

The man reached up to wipe the sweat from his brow. Smiling obsequiously, he replied, “It's my honor

to serve you, and I dare not ask for anything in return. If there's nothing else, we'll take our leave first.

We'll deliver the marriage certificate to you once it's ready.”

“Thank you.”

After sending off the others, Artemis arched an eyebrow at Rhonda and said with a half-smile, “Stay

home and rest. Just let the butler know if there's anything you want to eat. I still have some business to

attend to at the office, so I'll be going now.”

With that, he headed straight for the garden's exit without waiting for her to respond.

“Arte...” Rhonda subconsciously called out to him. However, her voice trailed off as she watched him

walk away, looking cold and forbidding.

Take your time. Take it one step at a time. I still have my whole life ahead of me to build our

relationship.

The visit by the City Hall's person in charge and his staff to the Luther residence was not done in

secret, nor did Artemis take any measures to keep it confidential.

Hence, it only took half a day for the news to spread like wildfire among the public, who thought it

seemed both expected and somehow didn't expect it at the same time.

Why would the City Hall personnel go to the Luther residence? One doesn't even need to think to figure

that out. News of Ms. Rhonda's pregnancy just got out. Subsequently, the Luther family invites people

from City Hall to their residence. What else could it be for than to register the marriage between

Artemis Luther and Rhonda Jefferson? It looks like there'll be a grand wedding in Hallsbay soon.

Over at the CEO's office in Luther Group's headquarters, Artemis sat back on the couch as he spoke to

Dwayne, who stood in front of him. “Call Justin and tell him to come to the office. I need to speak to him

urgently.”

Surprised, Dwayne furrowed his brows as he replied, “Justin went to the capital two days ago. Didn't

you know?”

Artemis fell silent as he massaged the point between his brows. With a sigh, he said, “I've been so

busy these past couple of days that it slipped my mind. All right, then. I'll wait until he returns to speak

to him. Have you looked into the matter I asked you to last night?”

“Yes, I have.”

Dwayne proceeded to explain the situation to Artemis, who narrowed his eyes and mused slowly, “That

means Victor got tricked.”

“Yeah, that's what happened. On top of that, the other party did so openly through Fashionista.”

Getting up from the couch, Artemis responded calmly, “I know you love Victoria, but the grudge

between the Gezmonds and the Saunders runs too deep. It'd be better for you not to get involved.

Where's Bailey? Is she in her office?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. I'll go over and take a look. You can get back to your work.”

Dwayne grinned as he watched Artemis walk out and said, “Congratulations on your marriage.”

Artemis halted his footsteps abruptly, then turned to gaze at Dwayne. “I'm going to expand the business

to Alendor next month, and I'm transferring you there to be in charge of that division. Hand over your

work and be prepared to stay there for ten years.”

“What the f*ck!” Dwayne stomped his foot angrily.

Artemis sneered, then strode out of his office.

Meanwhile, Bailey was busy going through a pile of documents in her office.

She subconsciously lifted her gaze at the sound of footsteps. When she saw Artemis, she raised her

eyebrows and said, “Oh, it's you, Mr. Luther. Congratulations on your nuptials. Remember to treat me

to dinner tonight.”

Placing one hand in his pants pocket, Artemis walked up to her desk with a graceful stride. Then, he

leaned closer and murmured in his deep, magnetic voice, “I don't want to treat you to dinner. I want to

have you.”

She stared at him wordlessly.