Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Since Bailey isn't a member of the Jefferson family, she must belong somewhere. She's born on the same day as Zoey and grows up to look like Mom years later, yet Zoey doesn't resemble any of the Shurmer family members. That fact alone, I'm sure there are many secrets hidden between the lines. However, the paternity test disclaimed any biological ties between the two. I even asked a friend stationed overseas to run a paternity test for me, but the results were the same. I don't understand where it went wrong. Was there an issue with the data of the blood sample? After all, that data was taken from the Security Agency's system. There's a likelihood it had been tampered with.

Zeke jolted to his feet at that possibility.

No! I have to find a way to get some of Bailey's hair and rerun the test. I'll only trust the result with a sample that's taken directly from her. There's a possibility of any other data being tampered with.

Zeke's heart clenched as he read each one of the accusations and verbal abuse directed at Bailey.

If Bailey truly is my sister, I won't let anyone trample all over her or hurl insults at her like this. A daughter of the Shurmer family should be the most distinguished princess. Outsiders can only look up to her and are forbidden to speak ill of her.

The sky had turned dark when Bailey and Artemis arrived at the base.

Raiden was about to lead them to the dungeon after a short chat, but Artemis frowned disapprovingly. “My wife is pregnant with bad morning sickness. The strong smell of blood will trigger her reflux. We won't be heading down to the dungeon. Have someone clean up the person and bring him over.”

Bailey glared at Artemis and turned her gaze to Raiden. “Don't listen to him. I'm not that precious. Lead us to the dungeon.”

Raiden shook his head. “Indeed, it was my oversight. I apologize for I don't have any experience of being a father, so I'm oblivious to knowledge like this. Have a seat, and I'll be right back.”

After watching Raiden leave, Bailey said frustratingly, “Artemis, can you not aggravate him? He knows I'm pregnant, and it's your baby. Can you please stop bringing up my pregnancy? It's hurtful to him.”

Artemis snorted and released her waist as he strode over to the couch. “I'm only worried about your morning sickness, hence my reminder. I didn't—whatever. I don't want to talk about this. It's pointless to talk it out with you.”

Bailey was speechless at his accusation.

Ten minutes later, Raiden called for his men to haul a man who looked to be around thirty years old into the living room.

Bailey rose to her feet and approached the man. “Are you going to give it up willingly, or do you want me to force you with hypnosis?”

A cold grin formed on the spy's face. “That's useless against me since I've gone through the most ruthless psychological training. You can't control my thoughts even if you use hypnosis.”

“Is that so?” Bailey's lips quirked up. “What if I say I'm Ethereal? Do you think I can pry your mouth open?”

The spy lifted his head and looked at Bailey in surprise. “Y-You're Ethereal? The top hypnotist, Ethereal, who combined hypnosis and lucid dreaming which can breakthrough every obsession and delusion?”

Bailey patted his shoulder and smiled. “You can doubt my identity, but think it through. If you doubt me, I have no choice but to use hypnosis to break into your mind. Don't blame me once I pry into something private after I gain control over your thoughts.”

The spy began to panic. “What if I reveal the whereabouts of the emerald seal? Can you not hypnotize me?”

“Sure,” Bailey agreed without any hesitation. “I'll not only spare you from the hypnosis as long as you reveal the whereabouts of the red emerald, but I'll also grant you freedom.”

The spy's lips pressed into a thin line as he contemplated his choices. “Can you guarantee my safety? The buyer who purchased the red emerald is too powerful. It'll be a sure death for me if I rat on him.”

“I can do that,” Bailey agreed instantly. “Having a capable guy with such excellent physical qualities as my subordinate isn't a bad choice. I'll ask Veikko to protect you.”

A surprised look crept up the spy's face when he heard the name Veikko.

“Veikko? Are you referring to the Veikko from the Saviors? You're also part of the Saviors?”

With a smile, Bailey corrected him, “Let me correct a word here. I'm the founder of the Saviors.”

After a moment of silence, the spy gritted his teeth as though he had made a decision. “It was someone from the Hoffman family who bought the red emerald. That family has been in turmoil all these years. Their offspring began to dwindle, and they've already started on a downward slope. To fortify their status, they took the advice of some international geomancer to search for the emerald seal that bred the people of Chanaea and place it at home. The geomancer guaranteed the Hoffman family would rise to be the top family in the international arena in less than a century.”

Bailey and Artemis exchanged a glance.

They doubted the spy's words but didn't catch any loophole in his story. It seemed realistic, yet that was all the more reason to be suspicious.

There were two likelihoods. It was either he had been through it, so everything he said was the truth, or he had come up with the story after he was caught and planned to get away with it.

However, Bailey was more inclined toward the former. After all, she had already revealed her identity as Ethereal, so it would be pointless for the spy to lie. She could still find out the truth via hypnosis.