Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 374

Edmund's hand, which had been holding the cup, jolted slightly.

As he lowered his head, a trace of bitterness flashed across his eyes.

“Grandpa, is providing an heir for the family that important? Do I really have to deliver an heir for the

Chivers family?”

Glen was bewildered upon hearing that.

As he finally made sense of Edmund's words, his face grew solemn. “It's not that we desperately want

an heir, but at the very least, it's better if there's a woman who can keep you company and take care of

you. Otherwise, how are you going to live the rest of your life? Eddy, some people are destined to

come into your life for a brief moment, so you don't have to be so obsessed with them.”

A bitter smile played around Edmund's lips. In a hoarse voice, he replied, “But I have already fallen for

her. Grandpa, you used to be deeply in love with Grandma too. There was a time when you even

wanted to end your life for Grandma. You should understand the torture of being in love with someone.”

As he spoke, he suddenly rose to his feet and walked up to Glen. He dropped to his knees abruptly.

“Grandpa, I'm afraid I'll have to become the first unfilial child of the Chivers family.”

As a clever man, Glen understood what he meant.

However, there was nothing he could say at that point.

“Forget it. Get up first. Some things are destined by fate, and no one can change them. If God really

wants the Chivers family to be heirless, there is nothing we can do anyway, right?”

Edmund lowered his head. After remaining silent for a while, he slowly got up. “The Chivers family still

has other members. I'll pick one of my uncles' children in a few years and adopt him. Grandpa, don't

worry. I won't let the Chivers family lineage end like this.”

Glen waved his hand.

His grandson had been in such distress. As the elder of the family, he couldn't bring himself to force his

grandson.

“Your own path is still up to you. No matter what decision you make. I'll support you.”

Edmund was moved and had no idea what to say at that moment.

Edmund's hand, which had been holding the cup, jolted slightly.

Meanwhile, Zoey had locked herself in the bedroom of the Shurmer residence since the press

conference, and no one could talk her out of it.

Looking at her dejected daughter in bed, Waverly couldn't help but say with a sigh, “I once thought you

two were really destined to encounter each other. Otherwise, God wouldn't have sent you to save him

at the most critical moment. But after learning that he has a connection with that girl from the Jefferson

family and has three kids with her, I feel nothing but sorry for you. Zozo, he, perhaps, is not the right

one for you. Y-You have to let him go.”

Zoey, who was in a daze, became agitated after hearing what her mother said. In a hoarse voice, she

yelled, “Mom, are you refusing to take my side too? Are you telling me to return to Lostaria gloomily

and become the laughingstock of the entire upper-class society?”

Waverly narrowed her eyes as she looked at her daughter. A moment of silence later, she responded in

a deep voice, “Then what do you want to do? Artemis has publicly announced the identity of the three

children and also mentioned that he would not marry anyone but Bailey. There are no secular taboos

between them. Do you still think you can separate them after everything?”

Zoey merely pursed her lips without saying anything.

Her mother sounded like she was defending Bailey.

She has started to defend Bailey even though she's, up to this point, still unaware of who Bailey is. If

she found out, that would be... No, I will never allow this to happen. That b*tch has stolen my man. I

can't just sit back and watch her steal my identity as the heiress of the Shurmer family too.

“Mom, I...”

Waverly sat by the bed and held her daughter's wrist without giving her a chance to speak. She then

urged, “Zozo, you're the lady and daughter of a prestigious family. Over the past few years, countless

good-looking and talented men have come to the Shurmer residence to propose to you. Why are you

ruining your life for a man who doesn't even like you?”

Meonwhile, Zoey hod locked herself in the bedroom of the Shurmer residence since the press

conference, ond no one could tolk her out of it.

Looking ot her dejected doughter in bed, Woverly couldn't help but soy with o sigh, “I once thought you

two were reolly destined to encounter eoch other. Otherwise, God wouldn't hove sent you to sove him

ot the most criticol moment. But ofter leorning thot he hos o connection with thot girl from the Jefferson

fomily ond hos three kids with her, I feel nothing but sorry for you. Zozo, he, perhops, is not the right

one for you. Y-You hove to let him go.”

Zoey, who wos in o doze, become ogitoted ofter heoring whot her mother soid. In o hoorse voice, she

yelled, “Mom, ore you refusing to toke my side too? Are you telling me to return to Lostorio gloomily

ond become the loughingstock of the entire upper-closs society?”

Woverly norrowed her eyes os she looked ot her doughter. A moment of silence loter, she responded in

o deep voice, “Then whot do you wont to do? Artemis hos publicly onnounced the identity of the three

children ond olso mentioned thot he would not morry onyone but Boiley. There ore no seculor toboos

between them. Do you still think you con seporote them ofter everything?”

Zoey merely pursed her lips without soying onything.

Her mother sounded like she wos defending Boiley.

She hos storted to defend Boiley even though she's, up to this point, still unowore of who Boiley is. If

she found out, thot would be... No, I will never ollow this to hoppen. Thot b*tch hos stolen my mon. I

con't just sit bock ond wotch her steol my identity os the heiress of the Shurmer fomily too.

“Mom, I...”

Woverly sot by the bed ond held her doughter's wrist without giving her o chonce to speok. She then

urged, “Zozo, you're the lody ond doughter of o prestigious fomily. Over the post few yeors, countless

good-looking ond tolented men hove come to the Shurmer residence to propose to you. Why ore you

ruining your life for o mon who doesn't even like you?”

Zoey bit her lip, holding back her rage.

She knew that her mother had given up on taking her side. There was no point in talking about it any

further.

In any case, I won't let that b*tch off. I would rather destroy the man that I couldn't get than let her have

him. Or I could just destroy her or kill her.

In the afternoon, Bailey was invited to a coffee shop by the corner of the street.

The one who invited her was her father, Clarence.

To be precise, it was her adoptive father.

They were seated at a window seat on the second floor.

Bailey stared at the emaciated middle-aged man sitting across from her. Her expression remained

unchanged.

People always said that nothing was more important than love from parents. However, the man before

her had never cultivated warmth in their home.

In the past, she was filled with indignance and resentment. Nonetheless, at this point, after learning

that she was not the daughter of the Jefferson family, she was indescribably calm.

Without the familial bond, everything seemed to not matter anymore.

“Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Jefferson?”

Clarence didn't reply to her question. He just stared at her. A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

This dull-witted man was still under the impression that his wife betrayed him, got pregnant with

another man, and let him father the man's child.

Bailey seemed to see through him, but she didn't explain anything, and neither did she plan to tell him

Zoey's identity.

“Mr. Jefferson, if you only want to grab a coffee with me, I will make a move first now that I have

finished my coffee.”

With that, she pretended as if she was going to leave.

“Wait a minute,” Clarence hurriedly called out to her. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “Have you long known

about your identity?”

Bailey raised her eyebrows. “So what if I did, and so what if I didn't? Do you think we can change the

outcome?”