Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 192

Someone like her? What does the mean by that?

Rhonda's choice of words annoyed Caridee.

“She's my future cousin-in-law. Why can't I mingle with her? Are you having doubts about my granddad and Edmund's tastes? Rhonda, I don't care what kind of bad blood you have with Bailey, but you're not allowed to disrespect her. She's my guest,” she warned.

Her threatening words made Rhonda tremble slightly.

She had been too occupied with Cadence's matters and taking care of Maxton to the point where she had been distant from Caridee.

I can't believe that cunning woman, Bailey, managed to fill my spot during those days and pollute that stubborn princess' mind. Caridee's a useful tool in the Luther family. I can't possibly let her get close to Bailey just like that. No. I've got to come up with a way to ruin their relationship. I can't let Caridee switch sides and support Bailey.

“Caridee, that's not what I meant. I'm sorry, Bailey. I spoke too carelessly just now. Anyway, where are you girls going?”

Sensing Bailey's impatience, Caridee snapped, not wanting to waste any more time arguing with Rhonda, “I've got some design-related questions for Bailey. Carry on with your work. We'll head upstairs now.”

With that, she pulled Bailey's hand and ran up the stairs.

When both of them passed Rhonda by, the latter put out her leg silently to trip Bailey.

Hmph. I'll make you trip to your death. Even if you don't die, I'm sure you'll be severely injured. Besides, you'll be utterly humiliated even if none of that happens.

“Ah!”

A piercing scream resonated along the stairs, attracting the attention of many housemaids.

Rhonda could be seen making a half twirl on the steps and falling headfirst.

If she were to tumble down the stairs, she could end up with a broken skull.

Bailey's lips curled, and a look of mockery flashed through her eyes as she shot out a hand to grab Rhonda's arm that was flailing in the air. With a heave, she pulled Rhonda back.

“Watch out, young lady. Initiating a fight on the stairs might backfire, you know? I won't be that kind to save you if this happens again,” Bailey said.

Rhonda slumped to the ground, her entire being trembling in horror. Evidently, she had not recovered from the shocking incident.

Bailey stifled a laugh and made her way to the final step of the stairs.

Caridee cast Rhonda, who was sitting on the steps, a conflicted gaze. She then said to the maids

downstairs, “Take Ms. Rhonda back to her room. She's too shocked to move.”

With that, she turned around and hurried after Bailey.

Meanwhile, Rhonda watched them leave with her hands slowly balling into tight fists.

Bailey Jefferson... I won't let you off just like that.

Finally, Caridee caught up to Bailey. When the former wanted to say something, Bailey said, “What did you see earlier?”

Caridee pursed her lips and thought for a moment before hissing, “She hoisted with her own petard. I know you'll never take the initiative to mess with her, which means she was the one who tried to mess with you, but you made her plan backfire.”

Bailey chuckled and raised her brow. “You aren't that silly, after all. There's still hope.”

Puzzled, Caridee studied her with a frown. “Aren't you mad? If you didn't act swiftly enough, you could've tripped and fallen down. She's not that kind to save you, you know?”

Bailey pinched Caridee's cheeks and smiled. “Well, people like to mess with others sometimes. And when they do that, all you have to do is smile. Getting angry, throwing a fight, and shouting curses will only make you look less dignified. The angrier you are, the happier the opponent will be.”

Caridee reached out and slapped Bailey's hand away, pouting. “No one's ever pinched my face before. You're definitely the first, but I like being friends with you. I get to learn so much from you.”

As they continued chatting, both of them soon arrived at the dressing room.

The moment Bailey saw the design of the room, she had a rough idea of Caridee's objective for bringing her there. “Is the gown completed already?”

Caridee rolled her eyes at Bailey. “Well, aren't you the smart one? No wonder you managed to make a man who's high and mighty like Edmund fall head over heels for you. According to Simon, Artemis has feelings for you, too. Bailey, you're really a seductress.”

Bailey could not help but chuckle. As she stepped into the dressing room, she saw the elegant, fashionable, yet minimalistic gown hanging by the window.

Though she was the one who designed it, she could not help but gasp at the final product.

“It's pretty...” she breathed.

Caridee looked up, speechless. “You really know how to praise yourself, huh? I get it now. You're a narcissistic woman.”

Bailey jutted her chin at the gown, smiling. “Try it on. I want to see if there are any flaws.”

“Even if there are, are you really going to change it? My coming-of-age ceremony is in two days. You'd better not take the risk.”

Bailey gave Caridee a glance and stopped urging her. Instead, the former strutted over and circled the large rack a few times. After carefully studying for some time, she smiled and said, “As expected from Luther Group's top garment-making team. It's exactly the same as my design. This gown would never

belong to you if you weren't Edmund's cousin.”

“Yeah. Okay. I'm really thankful to Edmund and Ms. Snowflake. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the honor of getting such an amazing design.”

“If you're really grateful to me, you can just transfer ten million. It'll be the cost of designing.”

Caridee was baffled. Ugh. This woman is unbelievable!

Artemis took Bailey to the pharmaceutical factory that was under Luther Group the following morning. He wanted to inform her about their research and development of anti-cancer drugs.

When they came to the meeting room, the person in charge of the pharmaceutical factory humbly asked Bailey countless professional questions, to which Bailey answered one by one.

“I have a rough understanding of the drug's development progress. You've indeed run into a brick wall. But fret not, let me handle the rest. I'll use the shortest amount of time to successfully launch your product into the market.”

The person in charge quickly got to his feet and nodded respectfully with a smile. “With the famous doctor Anonymous joining us, we'll definitely get twice the result with half the effort. I'm looking forward to working with you.”

“Likewise.”

Meanwhile, in the suburbs of Salinsburgh in Archulea, a suited young man could be seen holding a name card and asking for directions on a quiet road surrounded by trees. “Hello. May I know where's

this?”

“Hmm... Street 315, Greenfield Avenue, eh? Go along this road. You'll find a residential area full of mansions at the end of it. 315 is in District C. Every mansion has a number. You'll know once you see it.”

Justin smiled and nodded. After thanking the man, he walked to the end of the road, pulling his luggage behind him.

In the meantime, a red car was speeding in the same direction in the middle of the road.

Veronique held the steering wheel as she glanced at the road ahead of her. Vaguely, she could see a familiar figure in the distance. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The second she realized who it was, her face paled.

Justin... What's he doing in Archulea? Did Artemis tell him about Zephyr's identity?