Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Bailey blinked, and a mysterious look crept into her eyes.

“Not telling you.”

Edmund laughed quietly at that. As he watched her cheeky expression, his gaze became as soft as the moonlight of the night.

“Can I really not know about it?”

Bailey chuckled softly. “I'm just messing with you. I'm going to be on the navy battleship.”

Edmund arched a brow. After a moment of confusion, he gradually realized what Bailey meant, and he laughed. “The son of the Fletcher family seems easy to convince. You're not in the army, but he's letting you on the battleship. That's risky of him to do so. Isn't he afraid that he would be in hot water if Artemis found out about this?”

“Who cares? I don't mind as long as I can get out of Hallsbay. It's true that Artemis is capable, but he wouldn't dare to intercept a battleship. He has no choice but to watch me leave this time.”

Meanwhile, Artemis was answering a call by the window in the Luther residence study.

“Mr. Luther, there's nothing unusual at the three exits for the sea, the land, and the air. Are you sure that Ms. Jefferson will use these methods to leave even when she knows that you're going to intercept her?”

Artemis, who was standing in the corner where no lights illuminated his face, uttered, “No.”

After a long silence, Ken recovered from his speechlessness and said, “If it's a no, why are you still asking us to guard the place? Isn't that pointless?”

Artemis quirked his brows. “If you don't guard the exits, she'll be able to leave without needing to sneak out.”

Ken inhaled sharply. Right.

“By the way, my subordinates informed me earlier that Ms. Jefferson has gone to the seaside mansion, but she didn't bring anyone out of there. After that, she went to the Chivers residence and has yet to come out until now.”

Artemis narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing across them.

Hmph! That woman's eager to leave, but I'll prove to her with my actions that I've already locked her up in my cage. She'll never get to leave! Wherever I am, she has to be there too. Fine. It can also be “wherever she goes, I'll follow.”

However, Artemis could not be too certain of his words, and he could not try to play cool in front of Bailey. Otherwise, he would end up getting punished.

“All right, I got it. Zayron will contact me and tell me which route they're taking to leave. Just stay where you are and wait for my orders.”

At the same time, Rhonda was about to head up the stairs when Maxton stopped her in her tracks.

“Max, you haven't fully recovered yet. Didn't Grandma ask you to rest earlier? Why are you here on the stairs?”

Maxton beckoned her to move closer to him.

Rhonda frowned, but after a while of hesitation, she hunched over to lean her ear closer to his mouth.

Maxton whispered, “Rhonda, I've been faking it previously. I was pretending to be mentally challenged to get enough information to blackmail you. My efforts paid off, and I've gotten what I want now.”

What?

Rhonda whipped her head to the side and stared at Maxton in shock.

He's been faking it? This b*stard's been faking it? Does that mean he understood me when I blurted out that I wasn't his real mother?

“M-Max, are you pulling Mommy's leg? You fell down the stairs and had a bloody hole in your head back then. Your nerves were damaged, and even Bailey said you've become mentally challenged. How could you have faked that?”

Maxton scoffed, “I faked them all. It isn't the first time I've heard the animosity in your voice. In fact, I even heard you say that I wasn't your real son but an illegitimate son. Tsk, tsk, tsk. If my grandma and daddy find out about your lies, you'll definitely be on your way to hell.”

Rhonda's face turned ashen. She grabbed his shoulders and uttered hastily, “Max, you must have made a mistake. How can I not be your mommy? I gave birth to you! Don't let these strange thoughts take over your mind.”

Maxton snorted. “I'm going to tell Grandma about it tomorrow. I'll ask her to invite Justin over for a DNA test.”

With that, he lifted his chin, put his hands on his hips, and strode toward his room.

Rhonda stumbled back a little as she stared at Maxton in fear. Then a murderous look crossed her eyes.

No. I can't let a little pest like him stay here anymore. If the Luthers find out about the truth of his birth, they'll surely kick me out of the family. I've only been Mrs. Luther for such a short time. How can I let that little rat destroy my life? No, I must find a way to make him shut up. I'll make him take that secret to his grave.

The next morning, Bailey turned on her laptop and sent the resignation letter to the new director of the HR department.

After keeping her identification documents, she exited the bedroom to go to the living room.

When she saw that her children were already seated on the couch, she curled her lips and said, “I'll be leaving now. In a few days' time, you'll be leaving here with Daddy Eddy too. Be good and stay home until then, okay?”

The corners of Susan's lips turned downward. “Are you really leaving? You haven't dealt with Rhonda yet.”