Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Zoey was sitting by her bed in her bedroom at the Shurmer residence when her phone slipped from her palm.

Her head rang as if the world had come to a standstill as she stared at the overwhelming news online.

It's all over. The world now knows that Bailey and Waverly look alike and that Bailey is not the daughter of the Jefferson family. With their skills, those reporters must have found out as soon as they heard that that b*tch, Bailey, was born on the same day and in the same hospital as me.

With the appearance of both those bombshells online, a DNA test proved unnecessary to ascertain Bailey's true identity.

Who was it who exposed this? Only the women in the Jefferson family and I were aware of the matter. That b*tch, Rhonda, must have revealed this secret to drag me down.

Anger flashed across her face. She leaned over, picked up her phone, and dialed Beatrice's number.

“Were you the one who exposed that stuff online?” she asked through gritted teeth as soon as the call went through. “What do you mean by this? Are you trying to drag me down?”

“You should refrain from false accusations, Ms. Shurmer,” Beatrice said. “What good would it do me if I revealed this secret? Do you think I would expose the matter, have Bailey reconcile with her family, and gain another backer?”

Zoey bit her lip and only managed to suppress her tumultuous emotions after a moment's pause.

“Who else could it be if not you? Only you two and I knew of Bailey's identity. It must have been me if it was neither of you, then?”

Beatrice sighed softly. “I'm expecting your help to destroy Bailey, Ms. Shurmer. Why would I shoot myself in the foot? I think the news online is started by scandalmongers who noticed the resemblance between Bailey and your mother and have too much time on their hands. Don't be hasty. Let's first think about how best to appease the Shurmers.”

Zoey's grip tightened around her phone. “It's all over the media now. How exactly should I appease the Shurmers? As I said, the seeds of doubt have been planted, and things could backfire at any moment,” she fumed.

Beatrice gave a faint smile. “Let them doubt. It wasn't you who switched places with Bailey, anyway. After all, you have been calling each other family for the past twenty-odd years. They're not going to cast you out upon finding the truth. What you need to do now is to implore Waverly with tears. The more devastated you sound, the more you gain their sympathy. Do you understand?”

Zoey's eyes flickered. Her mind instantly cleared up.

That's right. I couldn't control the babies switching. So what if it's exposed? The Shurmers aren't going to kick me out because of this! No. I refuse to believe my parents and siblings would be heartless enough to drive me out after being family for years.

“All right, I know what to do. I'll find a way to ruin that b*tch. Our pact remains unchanged. Bailey is still our common enemy.”

In the living room on the first floor, Waverly was looking at the news on her phone. She then looked at her husband beside her. “What do you think, Steven?”

Steven massaged his brow. “They're just rumors, and baseless ones at that. We cannot assume from them that Zozo isn't ours!”

Waverly thought about it and asked, “Is it possible the hospital brought us the wrong child during her birth? Could Bailey be our daughter instead?”

The thud of something heavy falling onto the ground sounded from the landing.

The couple turned around in unison and saw Zoey standing at the top of the stairs. Her phone was smashed to pieces beneath her heel.

Waverly stood up hastily from the couch. “Zozo...”