Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Simon was taken aback.

“What do you mean by this?”

Catherine shrugged nonchalantly and said, “You're complaining about the time I slept with you, aren't

you? Here's a card with ten million in it—take it. To be honest, your skills are really nothing special.

Even... male prostitutes are better. This ten million is already an astronomical compensation.”

Simon's mouth twitched fiercely, his mind still reeling from the comment about male prostitutes

being better than him.

This d*mn woman. What the h*ll?

“Catherine, are you seeking death?”

Catherine spread her hands and said with a light smile, “Even if I were, you wouldn't dare to kill me.”

The man said nothing to that.

“I've already compensated you with money. If you have nothing else to say, I'll take my leave first.”

Simon instinctively grabbed her arm. “I want to correct my previous words. It's not that you're

pestering me, but rather, I want to take responsibility for you and our daughter. Ms. Rogers, for the

sake of our child, I hope you can give me a chance to build a family with you and protect you both,”

he pleaded.

Catherine laughed softly, gracefully saying, “I'm sorry, but I'm not interested. Please choose

someone else. There are plenty of good girls in this world, so don't waste your efforts on someone as

hard to deal with as me. I'm not interested in men.”

After she finished speaking, she swung her hand, releasing waves of strong fragrance that were so

intense that Simon had to take two steps back.

After breaking free from his grip, she threw the card at him, then continued to walk toward the door.

Simon glared fiercely at her retreating figure, his teeth grinding audibly in anger.

It was not that he didn't want to pursue her; it was that he couldn't.

Right now, his legs felt as if they were filled with lead, unable to move at all.

He wondered what that strong fragrance was just now. Once it entered the body, it seemed to have the ability to

numb one's muscles.

Seeing that the darn woman was about to leave, he quickly yelled at her retreating figure, “Not only did you sleep

with me, you stole my seed and secretly gave birth to a daughter, and now you think you can run away? No

chance. You'd better prepare yourself to become the daughter-in-law of the Luther family.”

She said nothing in response.

Around the corner outside the door, Aisley was there. As she listened to the roar of Simon, her hands slowly

clenched into fists.

He truly has begun to consider marrying Catherine. How can this be possible? What will I do if he marries

Catherine?

In this world, he was the only man who could save her from her circumstances.

She was adamant about holding on to him tightly. Otherwise, the consequences would be more than she could

bear.

Her gaze shifted, focusing intently on the retreating figure of Catherine.

As she gazed at the elegant and noble figure, a glimmer of envy rose in her eyes.

In the end, all the envy transformed into vicious hatred.

If it weren't for this woman suddenly showing up with her daughter, why would she have had a falling out with

Simon, leading to her suggesting they break up?

If she hadn't broken up with him, would they have ended up in the situation they were in now?

When it comes down to it, all of this is thanks to that despicable person. If I let her off easy, I would be betraying the

ruthless tactics my mother had taught me. The days ahead are long, and there will come a day when I will

eliminate all the troubles around Simon, making sure that I am the one left in his eyes and only me. He'll treasure

me like he did before again.

At the mansion in the countryside, Zoey, who was in the study, had people turn the entire mansion upside down,

but in the end, they still couldn't find the document.

“It seems the only way is to pry open that old hag's mouth, as flipping this mansion inside out dozens of times is

pointless.”

After hearing her murmur, the bodyguard in black coldly said, “You shouldn't have revealed your identity so

impulsively. Even though Sofie says she wants to send you to the nightclub, we can definitely find a way to make her

let you stay.”

Undaunted, Zoey shrugged, displaying an attitude of indifference.

“Sorry, your warning came too late. Sofie already knows.”

“You...”

Just as the bodyguard was about to speak, a sudden ringtone interrupted his train of thought.

Zoey reached out for her phone, and upon seeing the number flashing on the screen, she couldn't help but chuckle.

“What, did you call to question me too? But I'm sorry—what's done is done. Blaming me won't change anything.”

The voice of Kurt came through the microphone. “Your life is your own. Why would I blame or question you? All you

need to remember is this: the moment you get the document from Sofie, that's the moment I'll give you the

antidote. If you're tough enough, you can bear it for a few more days. But when you can't handle it anymore, I

believe you'll come to me begging.”

Zoey's gaze hardened, and she abruptly ended the call.

She never intended to live in the first place.

Once she got hold of the document, she'd be able to lure Bailey out under some pretext, and then they'd go down

together.

Eve if it meant dying, she was determined to drag down the villain who had brought her to this point.

With this in mind, she strode out of the study, heading straight for the hidden chamber where Sofie

was being held.

Inside the room, the sound of a whip lashing against flesh echoed through the silent space, a chilling

noise that could make one's skin crawl.

Zoey strode in, and upon seeing her mother, who was tied up and beaten to a pulp, she suddenly

burst into a sinister laugh.

“What, the old hag still hasn't given in?”

The bodyguard standing quietly at the side nodded. “She's tough as nails, wouldn't say a word. Give

me two more days; I'm certain I can get her to talk.”

Zoey glanced at the people in the room and said coldly, “You all leave. I want to question her alone.”

“But...”

The bodyguards standing on either side hesitated slightly.

They were there to interrogate Sofie on Kurt's orders and dared not go against them.

Seeing that they weren't moving, Zoey didn't rush them. She casually said, “I know Mr. White has

given you two days' time and that if you can't get her to talk in two days, you'll all be dead. Truth be

told, I'm in the same boat. Without that information, I'm as good as dead. So, considering our shared

predicament, let's join forces.”

After a moment of hesitation, the bodyguards finally complied and withdrew obediently.

After the area was cleared, Zoey strode over to Sofie and splashed a ladle of water onto her face.

Once Sofie slowly regained consciousness, Zoey couldn't help but chuckle. “Mommy, are you still

adamant about not speaking? If you don't start talking, you'll be in a world of trouble; not even God

would be able to save you.”

Sofie coughed up a little bit of blood, moving her wrist with some difficulty to give a thumbs-up.

“You've learned my ruthlessness and my capability to put justice before family all too well, and you're

executing them tenfold even. Excellent, you truly are my daughter. I can give you the document, but

you have to tell me what you plan to do with it once you have it.”

Zoey leaned in slowly, whispering into her ear, “Give me the document. I'll use it to lure Bailey out

and take her down. And then expose it to the world, ruining the entire Hoffman family.”

Sofie burst into hearty laughter. “Very well. You've truly grasped the essence of my teachings. I'm

truly gratified. Bailey faked her death, causing me to lose everything. That woman, I must kill her.

Now that you're here to do the job, it couldn't be better.”

Zoey spread her hand in front of Sofie, saying indifferently, “You can give me the document now,

right?”