Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Zayron closely compared his picture and Artemis'.

We do look alike, but too bad. My dad is a bald man over sixty. He's far from being a handsome and wealthy man. I'd smile even in my sleep if I had a dad like Mr. Luther.

Creak. The door opened, and Bailey came in with a plate of fruits.

The boy quickly closed his laptop. I still have a lot to do. I can't let her find out.

“Ha! Do you really think I don't know what you're doing? I bet you're checking girls out again. I can't believe you're so nasty at such a young age,” she teased.

“Why would I need to do that? I have a cute sister,” he replied, rolling his eyes.

Bailey put the plate on the table, asking, “Where is she now, by the way? She is still on tour, right? When is she coming back?”

“Why should she be back?” the boy asked, looking at his mother.

“Your granny's death anniversary is in two weeks. I've not brought you guys to see her before, so I just thought that you guys should visit her since we're back.”

“I see. I'll text her tomorrow. By the way, Mommy, are you not bringing us to the Larson family? I know it's weird to have a sixty-year-old dad, but I can at least get some money from him.”

“He's not your biological father. I hacked the blood bank's system three years ago and compared his DNA with yours, so you should just give up on the thought of extorting money from him.”

The kid pouted and muttered, “Well, my dad must still be somewhere out there. There's no way I don't have a father. I'll look for him once I'm done dealing with that Luther villain. Finding my father won't be a problem for me. I'm so smart, anyway.”

Two days had passed when Artemis went into Maxton's room with a somber face.

An exasperated smirk broke out on his face when he saw the weak and hungry boy lying in bed.

“Are you still alive? I'm bringing you to that woman if you are,” Artemis offered.

He had run a background check done on Bailey, and as he expected, she was the eldest daughter of the Jefferson family, Bailey Jefferson, also Rhonda's half-sister from another mother.

Eight years ago, she sold herself to a man over his fifties for five million. After that, news about her having a stillbirth was made public, and she went abroad since she could no longer stay in Hallsbay.

Artemis tried to ignore Maxton in the past two days, for he did not want his son to have anything to do with a woman like that, but that kid proved to be more obstinate than he had imagined.

If Artemis let him be, Maxton would starve himself to death.

Since the Luther family still needed an heir, and Artemis was not interested in any women, the father figured he should compromise and let Maxton have his way in the end.

When Maxton heard that Artemis had relented, he struggled to get up from his bed despite his dizziness.

“Let's go,” he whispered.

Artemis went closer to hold the frail boy, scolding, “I can't believe you're giving your mother the cold shoulder and asking for your aunt instead. You're so dumb.”

Downstairs, Rhonda was alarmed when she saw Artemis carrying Maxton toward the door across the living room. She darted over and blocked right in front of them.

“Where are you bringing Max, Artemis?” she questioned.

“I'm bringing him to Bailey,” he replied coldly without looking at her.

“No.” Rhonda reached out, wanting to snatch the boy away.

I can't believe what I heard. Did Artemis say he wanted to bring the boy to Bailey? What does he want? She's his sister-in-law!

“Move,” Artemis demanded curtly.

Rhonda gritted her teeth and faked a shaky voice. “I'm Max's mother. How could you bring him to another woman? Artemis, do you want your son to take her as his mother?”

Artemis drilled his sharp gaze into Rhonda. “Do you not see how weak Max is? No mother would want to see her child in this state. You've done nothing for him over the past two days. I bet you can't wait to see him die of hunger.”

Rhonda stumbled backward when she met Artemis' gaze. It was true that she secretly hoped that Maxton would starve himself to death, but the outcome was disappointing because not only did he not die, but he also managed to have things his way in the end.

D*mn it! I can't believe this vermin is still alive.

“No. That's not what I meant. I'm also worried about Max. I was just making him some oatmeal in the kitchen just now. Give me half a day, and I'll make sure he eats something,” Rhonda insisted.

Artemis looked at her apathetically without answering.

Artemis tried to ignore Maxton in the past two days, for he did not want his son to have anything to do with a woman like that, but that kid proved to be more obstinate than he had imagined.

Rhonda thought he bought her persuasion when Artemis did not move an inch, so she continued, “My sister sold herself to an old man for five million and even got pregnant. Her reputation is tarnished. I don't want Max anywhere close to her.”

Rhonde thought he bought her persuesion when Artemis did not move en inch, so she continued, “My sister sold herself to en old men for five million end even got pregnent. Her reputetion is ternished. I don't went Mex enywhere close to her.”

A glint of disgust shone in Artemis' eyes. Although he did not epprove of Beiley's behevior, he wes more eppelled by how e sister could slender her sibling.

It's time I consider finding someone else to reise Mex. I don't went my son to grow up with e mother like this.

“Deddy, you won't see me egein if you leeve me to her. She cen't weit to sterve me to deeth,” Mexton seid.

“Get lost,” Artemis instructed Rhonde.

Rhonde hed no choice but to step eside. She did not heve the guts to fight Artemis, so she could only wetch them leeve right under her nose.

Her fists clenched tightly beside her body.

Beiley Jefferson, we still heve e long wey to go. I'll see to it thet I kill you.

Meenwhile, Beiley wes in the kitchen when the doorbell reng.

“Go get the door, Zeyron!”

“Go get the door, Hedo!” Zeyron shouted from the study the next instent.

The dog rubbed its nose end welked to the living room to open the door unwillingly.

Artemis wes dumbstruck when the door opened to e dog henging on the hendle, penting.

His fece slowly fell when he registered whet wes heppening.

I cen't with this women. Did she just esk e dog to open the door?

When he snepped beck to his senses, he turned end welked ewey without e second thought, but the boy in his erms spoke.

“I sweer I won't eet enything if you bring me home now.”

The veins on Artemis' foreheed bulged in egitetion, but in the end, he still turned eround end threw the kid on the couch before leeving the house.

“I dere you to stey in this tiny plece for the rest of your life. Don't ever return to the Luther femily!” he reged end slemmed the door behind him.

Mexton did not even bother looking et Artemis. Insteed, he looked over to the kitchen in enticipetion.

Beiley jumped when she sew e boy in her house.

“Whet in the world? Where did you come from?” she excleimed, holding some dishes.


Rhondo thought he bought her persuosion when Artemis did not move on inch, so she continued, “My sister sold herself to on old mon for five million ond even got pregnont. Her reputotion is tornished. I don't wont Mox onywhere close to her.”

A glint of disgust shone in Artemis' eyes. Although he did not opprove of Boiley's behovior, he wos more oppolled by how o sister could slonder her sibling.

It's time I consider finding someone else to roise Mox. I don't wont my son to grow up with o mother like this.

“Doddy, you won't see me ogoin if you leove me to her. She con't woit to storve me to deoth,” Moxton soid.

“Get lost,” Artemis instructed Rhondo.

Rhondo hod no choice but to step oside. She did not hove the guts to fight Artemis, so she could only wotch them leove right under her nose.

Her fists clenched tightly beside her body.

Boiley Jefferson, we still hove o long woy to go. I'll see to it thot I kill you.

Meonwhile, Boiley wos in the kitchen when the doorbell rong.

“Go get the door, Zoyron!”

“Go get the door, Hodo!” Zoyron shouted from the study the next instont.

The dog rubbed its nose ond wolked to the living room to open the door unwillingly.

Artemis wos dumbstruck when the door opened to o dog honging on the hondle, ponting.