Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 445

His voice is soft and gentle with a hint of inextricable affection. There's no sign of the frostiness

mentioned in those rumors flying around out there!

His voice is soft and gentle with a hint of inextricable affection. There's no sign of the frostiness

mentioned in those rumors flying around out there!

Chloe lifted her gaze slightly and glanced at the couple locked in a tight embrace. Then, hugging the

documents to her chest, she rushed out of the office.

As Artemis watched her stagger away, his brows drew together subconsciously. He said solemnly,

“Perhaps your earlier apprehension was justified. I shouldn't have obsequiously done Jacques West a

favor and placed a jinx like her by my side.”

Bailey smiled as she shook her head and said comfortingly, “He's the head honcho of Hallsbay's

political circles. You can currently go about your business without catering to his whims. However, both

of you live in the same city and will inevitably bump into each other quite often. Hence, it wouldn't be

good to make things tense between you, as that could be detrimental to Luther Group's future

development.”

“That was my concern back then too, which is why I did as he asked. If his daughter were sensible, I'd

turn a blind eye. However, if she tries to overstep the boundaries, don't blame me for showing no

mercy,” he said with a sneer.

Noticing that he was about to fly into a rage, she quickly changed the subject. “The Cultural Relics

Bureau called the executive assistant's office just now. The bureau chief has personally invited you to

be the guardian ambassador for the latest shipment of relics arriving in Hallsbay. He also invited you to

join him in inspecting the cultural relics on the day they arrive.”

He let out a snort of laughter. “Guardian ambassador? What nonsense! If he wants me to make a

donation, he should come right out and say it.”

Uh... Okay. Even though that's their goal, do they have to be so obvious about it?

“Anyway, I've already told you about it. It's up to you whether you go or not. I'll let you get back to your

work. I'm heading to the coffee shop to meet with Master Gadzinski,” she said.

The news that I'd bought Beauty's Tear at the auction last night has spread like wildfire throughout

Hallsbay. Master Gadzinski must've probably heard of it by now, but he hasn't called to ask. Perhaps

his attachment to the necklace has waned, or maybe he guessed I bought it for his sake. Even if he

doesn't mention it, I'll still find a chance to give him the necklace.

He frowned and asked, “Are you okay with going alone? Do you need me to accompany you?”

She reached out and pushed him away, then walked toward the door. “I may be pregnant, but it's not

like I have a broken arm or leg. Just get back to your documents.”

Hearing that, he watched her leave wordlessly.

Later at the coffee shop, Cedric gazed sorrowfully at the magnificent yet exquisite purple diamond

necklace before him.

“I never expected to see it again after so long. Just looking at it reminds me of Yara when she was

young. She was such a vibrant soul, and yet—”

Without waiting for him to finish lamenting, Bailey grabbed the box back.

“I bought the necklace because I wanted to fulfill one of your wishes, not because I wanted to see you

grieving over it. If you insist on moping, there's no need to give this necklace to you.”

He waved his hand in response. “If you don't want to give it to me, that's fine. I wasn't planning on

accepting it anyway. You can keep it safe.”

She blinked at him. After glancing at the box, she shifted her gaze back to her master, momentarily at a

loss for words. “I was only joking. I got this for you, so why would I want it?”

With that, she placed the box in front of him again.

Cedric gazed at the necklace in the box with a smile, then said slowly, “You're the disciple who makes

me the proudest, and I'm sure Yara would be happy for me that I have someone to pass on the mantle.

Just think of the necklace as a gift from her.”

He reached out and pushed the box back toward her.

Bailey stared at him for a long time. Seeing that he was not merely saying that in jest, she could not

help laughing in disbelief. “We've been searching for this necklace all because we hoped to make your

dream come true. Who would've thought you wouldn't even care.”

“She's already gone, and trying to keep her old belongings safe will only make time crawl even slower.

What's the point of that? Now that I got the chance to see it again in my lifetime and pass it on to my

best disciple, I'm content.”

His response made her furrow her brows slightly. “Why does it sound as though you're saying your last

words? Are you hiding something from me?”

Tapping her smartly twice on her head, he responded, “Why, you little brat. How disrespectful of you to

curse your master. You're not to speak so recklessly anymore.”

She fell silent immediately.

In the study of Tarragon's branch, Yvette narrowed her eyes at Daniel and uttered through clenched

teeth, “What are you saying? What do you mean an order came from the higher-ups to release

Shannon? She tried to assassinate me and severely wounded your daughter! Who decided to spare

her even after she committed such a grave crime?”

Daniel looked at her with a conflicted gaze.

New lords, new laws. I may have worked for Leo previously, but Tarragon has a new leader now. I can't

cling to the past and ignore the orders of the current leader.

“It was the leader who got in touch with me. He instructed me to release her. He also said he would

deal with the elders in the headquarters and told me not to worry about it.”

“What?” Yvette exclaimed, springing up from the couch and staring at Daniel incredulously. “Even I

haven't met Tarragon's new leader yet. Why would he personally step in to protect Shannon? Are you

sure you didn't get fooled by someone impersonating him?”

Daniel's expression darkened. “Ms. Sullivan, there are some things one can't say indiscriminately. It'd

be wise to mind what you say. Those in charge at the branches have a special way of communicating

with the leader, so it wouldn't be possible for an outsider to impersonate him.”