Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Master Bailey?

Bailey raised her eyebrows and smirked.

If she had treated me as such from the very beginning and didn't keep clashing with me, would this many sh*tty things happen? It's not as if I have to be the lead designer of Luther Group. If this woman had been a little smarter and didn't make me her enemy, seeing as we were connected through mentorship, would I rob my junior of a position that she's been yearning for many years? In the end, she only has herself to blame for everything. Not only did she ruin her future, but she also got herself a criminal record. She should pay the price she deserves for not knowing her place.

“I'm sure your mentor is already aware of your situation. However, she didn't call me to intercede on your behalf. Do you know what this means? It means that she tacitly agreed to let you go to prison for a few years to reflect on your actions. You should be thankful that you didn't cause an irreversible situation this time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as spending a few years in prison.”

Jessica clung to the corner of Bailey's clothes and refused to let go as though she was holding on to the last strand of hope she had found. “Rhonda ordered me to do all of this, Master Bailey. It's that woman. She's the one who wants to drive you out of Hallsbay. I-I was merely used as a tool,” she cried.

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Y-Yes, yes. You should know how much that woman hates you, so it's not surprising that she instructed me to do these things. I'm not your enemy. The one who truly wants to destroy your reputation is Rhonda.”

Bailey slowly crouched down and stretched out a finger to lift the other woman's chin while saying lightly, “I believe you were instructed by Rhonda, but where is the evidence? If you can produce proof that she instructed you to swap the drafts, I'll overturn the case for you and let Rhonda go to jail in your place.”

Jessica froze. Her face instantly turned ashen as she murmured, “Evidence, evidence... I do have evidence. But... But I can't remember what it is. I'm sure I've gotten hold of dirt on her, but I truly can't remember it anymore.”

Bailey narrowed her eyes slightly. She lowered her eyes to stare intensely at Jessica and said in a low voice, “Look me in the eyes and don't speak.”

Jessica's murmurs ceased abruptly. She stared back in a daze, and after a moment, her pupils began to dilate.

Bailey stared into her eyes and waited for her to snap back into reality before slowly inquiring, “You just mentioned that you have dirt on Rhonda. What exactly is it? Tell me.”

“Dirt? Yes, I've gotten hold of dirt on Rhonda. It's a shocking secret, one that can ruin her reputation.”

“What is it? Say it!”

“Yes, yes, yes...” Jessica repeated the word many times, and after a full minute, she began to hold her head while wailing in agony. She had lost her mind. “I can't recall it anymore. I truly can't remember it.”

Bailey narrowed her eyes and stared coldly at Jessica, who was huddled up on the ground, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Based on her experience in hypnotism that she had accumulated over the years, the reason the woman before her had a mental breakdown without realizing it was because her memory was damaged.

There are three types of memory impairment. Firstly, a hypnotist whose hypnosis skills are superior to mine had erased a particular part of her memory. But this is pretty unlikely as almost no one can beat me in hypnotism in the entire world. Secondly, her brain has been hit hard by external forces. But this is also unlikely. If she had brain trauma, she should be experiencing extensive memory loss. She can't just forget the most important things. Thirdly, it's caused by targeted medication. It's not difficult for an expert who has studied drugs for decades to erase parts of a person's memory. Oh, that's kind of interesting. I wonder what kind of dirt has she gotten hold of on Rhonda to make the latter go to great lengths to erase a part of her memory.

“Bailey.” Zayron poked his head out from the side, narrowing his eyes at the woman squatting on the ground wailing in pain. “Can you restore the memory she lost? I suspect that this woman holds Rhonda's biggest secret,” he said with a frown.

Bailey inclined her head and gave him the side-eye. “Who are you to have that suspicion? Do you have any basis?”

Um...

The boy touched his nose sheepishly and stepped aside timidly.

I can't just say...

Ding!

The elevator door across from them opened, interrupting Zayron's thoughts. Several uniformed police officers came out.

The middle-aged police officer in the lead approached Bailey and nodded to her as a greeting. “Ms. Jefferson, we received news that Ms. Tanner came to your place.”

After saying that, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and showed it to Bailey before he continued, “Jessica Tanner is suspected of involvement in a white-collar crime. We are arresting her according to the law. Ms. Jefferson, may I take her away now?”

Bailey narrowed her eyes and looked down at Jessica, who was squatting on the ground, asking solemnly, “Can this matter be delayed for a few days? As you can see, she's in a very bad state now, and I'm worried that something might happen to her.”

The middle-aged police officer let out a chuckle before uttering plainly, “Every person suspected of committing a crime is in a bad state when they're arrested. After all, we are not saints and can't face prison sentences calmly. Now that the arrest warrant has been issued, we must take her away. Should you have other considerations, Ms. Jefferson, you may go to the police station to apply for bail pending trial within twenty-four hours.”