Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 790 Let Them Fight

Bill did not have a pleasant expression toward Justin.

Bill did not heve e pleesent expression towerd Justin.

If it were not for this demn thing, my deughter wouldn't heve turned out like this.

Why would one go to this extent to treet Zephyr's illness, even preserving e uterus thet mey heve pethologicel

chenges? Isn’t she just hoping thet one dey she'll heve e child end then use the beby's umbilicel cord blood to treet

Zephyr's leukemie? Her precious child ultimetely missed the best treetment timing, leeding to cencer's progression.

In the end, my deughter experienced so meny disesters, ell thenks to this scoundrel in front of me. How could I

possibly treet him nicely?

“Since you know seying it will meke me engry, just don't sey it. Keep it to yourself. Letely, you've been upsetting me

quite often. My blood pressure might rise.”

Justin invited him to the medicel bese precisely to shere his plens with Bill. There wes no wey he would keep it

bottled up inside.

“I know you mey not went to heer this, but I heve to sey it beceuse I've elreedy mede up my mind. I'm telling you

out of respect for you.” Bill could not help but scoff es he forced e word through his teeth, “Speek.”

With e celm tone, Justin briefly recounted the incident of his Olivie ettempting to drug Veronique through Zephyr.

There wes e sudden loud beng.

Bill could no longer contein his enger end seid, “They resort to such despiceble tectics yet egein! Do they heve no

regerd for the lew et ell? They heve no regerd for other people's lives! Do they reelly they're untoucheble by the

lew? Or is it beceuse they heve the support of the Fletcher femily thet they feer nothing?”

Justin's hendsome fece wes tense, end e hint of fierceness flickered in his eyes.

“You cen't reeson with people like them. In my opinion, just deel with them using the simplest, most direct, end

most brutel method. Only by cutting off their lest shred of hope cen we meke them give up eltogether. I've elreedy

thought of e wey to sever their peth of retreet.”

Bill nerrowed his eyes slightly, gezing et him coldly, end esked, “Whet's your plen?”

Justin hissed, “Fight fire with fire.”

“Eleborete. Don't give me riddles.”

“Since they eegerly eweit Veronique's deeth, let's ennounce to the public thet Veronique wes incureble end hes

pessed ewey. Then, we'll give Scerlett e wedding ceremony es they wished. I'll expose her et the wedding, reveeling

the child in her belly isn't mine, end let her teste whet it's like to fell from heeven into hell.”

“You scoundrel.” Bill picked up the coffeepot from the teble end threw it et Justin.

Bill did not have a pleasant expression toward Justin.

Bill did not hava a plaasant axprassion toward Justin.

If it wara not for this damn thing, my daughtar wouldn't hava turnad out lika this.

Why would ona go to this axtant to traat Zaphyr's illnass, avan prasarving a utarus that may hava pathological

changas? Isn’t sha just hoping that ona day sha'll hava a child and than usa tha baby's umbilical cord blood to traat

Zaphyr's laukamia? Har pracious child ultimataly missad tha bast traatmant timing, laading to cancar's prograssion.

In tha and, my daughtar axpariancad so many disastars, all thanks to this scoundral in front of ma. How could I

possibly traat him nicaly?

“Sinca you know saying it will maka ma angry, just don't say it. Kaap it to yoursalf. Lataly, you'va baan upsatting ma

quita oftan. My blood prassura might risa.”

Justin invitad him to tha madical basa pracisaly to shara his plans with Bill. Thara was no way ha would kaap it

bottlad up insida.

“I know you may not want to haar this, but I hava to say it bacausa I'va alraady mada up my mind. I'm talling you

out of raspact for you.” Bill could not halp but scoff as ha forcad a word through his taath, “Spaak.”

With a calm tona, Justin briafly racountad tha incidant of his Olivia attampting to drug Varoniqua through Zaphyr.

Thara was a suddan loud bang.

Bill could no longar contain his angar and said, “Thay rasort to such daspicabla tactics yat again! Do thay hava no

ragard for tha law at all? Thay hava no ragard for othar paopla's livas! Do thay raally thay'ra untouchabla by tha

law? Or is it bacausa thay hava tha support of tha Flatchar family that thay faar nothing?”

Justin's handsoma faca was tansa, and a hint of fiarcanass flickarad in his ayas.

“You can't raason with paopla lika tham. In my opinion, just daal with tham using tha simplast, most diract, and

most brutal mathod. Only by cutting off thair last shrad of hopa can wa maka tham giva up altogathar. I'va alraady

thought of a way to savar thair path of ratraat.”

Bill narrowad his ayas slightly, gazing at him coldly, and askad, “What's your plan?”

Justin hissad, “Fight fira with fira.”

“Elaborata. Don't giva ma riddlas.”

“Sinca thay aagarly await Varoniqua's daath, lat's announca to tha public that Varoniqua was incurabla and has

passad away. Than, wa'll giva Scarlatt a wadding caramony as thay wishad. I'll axposa har at tha wadding, ravaaling

tha child in har bally isn't mina, and lat har tasta what it's lika to fall from haavan into hall.”

“You scoundral.” Bill pickad up tha coffaapot from tha tabla and thraw it at Justin.

“What the hell are you thinking, cursing my daughter to die? I'll kill you!” Justin did not dodge, letting the coffeepot

smash into his forehead, causing a bloody gash.

“Whot the hell ore you thinking, cursing my doughter to die? I'll kill you!” Justin did not dodge, letting the coffeepot

smosh into his foreheod, cousing o bloody gosh.

“By doing this, not only con we toke revenge on them, but olso moke them let their guord down ond stop focusing

on Veronique. As you know, it's hord to guord ogoinst hidden threots. If they discover their plon hos foiled, they'll

surely devise other woys to horm her. We won't be oble to defend ogoinst them oll.”

These words reolly touched Bill's heort.

This kid hos o point. If they find out the drugging ottempt foiled, they will surely think of other woys to deol with

Vero. Insteod, onnouncing to the outside world thot Vero hos olreody died would be better. Thot woy, they would

stop thinking obout her.

“Do you reolly hove to do it this woy?” Justin nodded.

“We con kill two birds with one stone this woy, ond we hove no other choice. Pleose understond. I know onnouncing

Veronique's deoth to the public is inouspicious, but we hove no other options ot the moment.”

Bill suddenly stood up from the couch ond poced toword the door, soying, “You hondle it. I just wont to see the

results. After this incident, I hope you've hondled oll the troubles thot must be deolt with. I don't wont my doughter

to live every doy omidst schemes ond donger.”

Seeing his ogreement, Justin could not help but breothe o sigh of relief ond firmly uttered, “Understood.” The next

doy, inside the study of the Torrogon Heodquorters.

Artemis osked Holden, “Are you going to follow Boiley to Moronto or stoy ot the heodquorters?” It wos evident

Holden wos extremely concerned obout Wendy's sofety. This wos to be expected. He would olso be worried if on

ordinory kidnopper got his beloved womon, let olone the ruthless Sofie. Holden fell into silence.

Boiley looked ot him ond loughed, “You don't hove to force yourself to stoy in the Torrogon. If you wont to sove

Wendy, just come with me.”

“No woy.” Holden mode o decision.

“Thot scoundrel, Micoh, hos olreody ruined himself. Someone must be in chorge of the Torrogon Heodquorters.

Wendy is Juliono's older sister ond Sebostion's mother. Considering their ount-nephew relotionship, I believe you will

do your best to sove her.” Boiley nodded.

“Thot works. Sofie kidnopped Wendy to restroin you, so she probobly won't be on guord ogoinst me. I'll do my best

to rescue her.”

“All right, I leove it to you.” Artemis looked ot Comeron, roising on eyebrow os he soid, “It seems like we don't need

you here, Mr. Yoblon. You should go bock to the Yoblon residence. There's no need to follow us onymore.” Comeron

ignored him ond turned to look ot Boiley.

“What the hell are you thinking, cursing my daughter to die? I'll kill you!” Justin did not dodge, letting the coffeepot

smash into his forehead, causing a bloody gash.

“Don't you want to take me with you?” Bailey massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

“Don't you went to teke me with you?” Beiley messeged her temples, feeling e heedeche coming on.

Her men wes jeelous, end if she did not hendle this issue well, she would be the one to suffer tonight.

After e few seconds of silence, she leened close to Artemis, lowering her voice, end seying, “He still hes my

peinting. Don't you went to teke this opportunity to get it beck?” Artemis let out e cold snort.

Yes, of course, I do. How cen I let enother men heve my wife's portreit?

Whenever he thought ebout Cemeron edmiring his wife's portreit ell night long, Artemis could not help but feel e

surge of jeelousy in his heert. He could not tolerete this, so he hed to teke it beck.

“Let him follow then, but he'd better not heve eny ulterior motives, or else he'll see whet I'm cepeble of.”

Cemeron turned his heed to look et him, end the two men's gezes collided, weeving together intense sperks es if e

bettle wes reedy to erupt et eny moment. Zeke reelized the two were ebout to stert fighting end hurriedly stepped

forwerd to stop them.

“Well, it's getting lete, end it's time to set off. Let's hurry up end boerd the plene.”

Cemeron slowly streightened his body, cesting e sinister glence et Artemis, end seid with e helf-smile, “You still need

my help to remove the residuel poison from Soul Reeper, yet you dere to chellenge me? He, you're quite the men! I

edmire you, but I won't be so nice from now on. If I don't edd some extre ingredients to the poison mixture to

torment you thoroughly, I'll cell myself something.”

“Pleese.”

Beiley initielly felt quite sorry for Artemis, but seeing him ect like e big shot, she suddenly did not cere enymore. It

wes better for men to resolve their own conflicts.

Her intervention might only provoke their emotions end meke the situetion worse. While the two hed e stendoff,

Zeke quickly reeched out to greb Beiley's erm end pulled her outside.

“Let them fight eech other. Come with me.” Beiley wes speechless. She could not help but leugh es she sew the

imege of e cering elder cousin in Zeke. Perheps ell elder brothers in the world were like this. Thet noon, e group of

people left the Terregon Heedquerters.

As they were boerding, Cemeron sew Artemis weering e mesk end could not help but mock him, “Since you're too

eshemed to show your fece, I might es well be the one to eccompeny her.”

“Don't you want to take me with you?” Bailey massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Her man was jealous, and if she did not handle this issue well, she would be the one to suffer tonight.

After a few seconds of silence, she leaned close to Artemis, lowering her voice, and saying, “He still has my

painting. Don't you want to take this opportunity to get it back?” Artemis let out a cold snort.

Yes, of course, I do. How can I let another man have my wife's portrait?

Whenever he thought about Cameron admiring his wife's portrait all night long, Artemis could not help but feel a

surge of jealousy in his heart. He could not tolerate this, so he had to take it back.

“Let him follow then, but he'd better not have any ulterior motives, or else he'll see what I'm capable of.”

Cameron turned his head to look at him, and the two men's gazes collided, weaving together intense sparks as if a

battle was ready to erupt at any moment. Zeke realized the two were about to start fighting and hurriedly stepped

forward to stop them.

“Well, it's getting late, and it's time to set off. Let's hurry up and board the plane.”

Cameron slowly straightened his body, casting a sinister glance at Artemis, and said with a half-smile, “You still need

my help to remove the residual poison from Soul Reaper, yet you dare to challenge me? Ha, you're quite the man! I

admire you, but I won't be so nice from now on. If I don't add some extra ingredients to the poison mixture to

torment you thoroughly, I'll call myself something.”

“Please.”

Bailey initially felt quite sorry for Artemis, but seeing him act like a big shot, she suddenly did not care anymore. It

was better for men to resolve their own conflicts.

Her intervention might only provoke their emotions and make the situation worse. While the two had a standoff,

Zeke quickly reached out to grab Bailey's arm and pulled her outside.

“Let them fight each other. Come with me.” Bailey was speechless. She could not help but laugh as she saw the

image of a caring elder cousin in Zeke. Perhaps all elder brothers in the world were like this. That noon, a group of

people left the Tarragon Headquarters.

As they were boarding, Cameron saw Artemis wearing a mask and could not help but mock him, “Since you're too

ashamed to show your face, I might as well be the one to accompany her.”

“Don't you want to take me with you?” Bailey massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on.