Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Olivia was taken aback.

“I-I'm doing this for your own good. Do you have any idea how many people would die to be the Fletcher family's son-in-law? Yet, Scarlett doesn't fancy anyone but you. What else could you not be happy about?”

Justin stared at her intently before walking toward the door. At the same time, he remarked, “If she's so great, why don't you let my cousin marry her? Isn't it better to let the Campbell family have a marriage connection with the Fletcher family? Why bother getting me involved?”

Crash!

A series of crashing sound rang out behind him.

“You imbecile! Don't you dare come back after stepping out of this house. I'll never acknowledge that woman from the Revelle family as my daughter-in-law. She'll never be recorded in the Xuereb family's registry or get buried in the ancestral tomb when she dies!”

After watching Justin walking out of the living room without turning back, Olivia slumped back onto the couch, huffing furiously. “What a useless imbecile!”

Right then, the butler hurried over and patted Olivia's back to help the latter calm down while saying, “Mrs. Xuereb, it's no use getting angry at Mr. Justin. The daughter of the Revelle family is the root of the problem here. Mr. Justin won't give up unless we make her stay away from him. After that, we can set up a trap to force him to marry Ms. Fletcher.”

Recollecting herself, Olivia hissed after a momentary silence, “That b*tch is determined to be with Justin. What else can I do?”

“You can pay Mr. Revelle a visit and express your disgust for his daughter. As a father, he won't just sit idly by and let his daughter put herself in a horrible position by shamelessly pestering a man. It would've been fine if she was healthy, but she's sick now. She's a total vermin for pestering a man like that.”

Olivia narrowed her eyes, agreeing with the butler's words. In fact, she looked much calmer after hearing that. “You talked about setting up a trap just now. What kind of trap are you talking about?”

“Isn't your brother involved in politics? Find something to get your family into a lawsuit. When that happens, only the Fletcher family can save them. Mr. Justin's not a heartless person. He'll give in and marry Ms. Fletcher to help his uncle get through a difficult time.”

Olivia's eyes gleamed. “This is a great idea. I'll wait for Lettie to come back to Hallsbay and talk to her about this. As for that b*tch, Veronique, I'll pop by the Revelle residence to talk to Mr. Revelle about her. I'll get him to educate his daughter properly and make her stop pestering my son.”

Ever since Lionel placed the Saunders family's shares and assets under Victor's name, the latter was once again addicted to gambling after regaining his freedom.

Unwilling to see him falling deeper into addiction, Ulrich went over to the Gezmond residence, looking for Victoria.

Upon arriving in the living room, he said, “Please speak some sense to Mr. Victor. If he keeps gambling like that, all the resources left by generations of the Saunders family will be spent away.”

Victoria could not help but smile bitterly. “Ulrich, I'm sure you're aware of my relationship with my brother. He'll never listen to me. I'll only be humiliating myself by talking sense into him. Why don't you move out from there? I'll buy you a condominium where you can live peacefully in retirement.”

The butler waved his hand and sighed. “All Salem does is loaf around. He's got me worried to death. He stopped his bad habits when Mr. Victor was still in jail two months ago. Now that he's released, Salem is back to fooling around with Mr. Victor again.”

'I'm sorry. It's my brother's fault for being a bad influence on your son.”

“No, no. Please don't say that, Ms. Victoria. I'm not blaming the Saunders family for it. It's my son's fault for being an utter disappointment. I'm just worried he'll end up doing illegal things one day.”

Victoria pondered for a while before asking, “Perhaps I could talk to Lionel about involving your son in his business and make him get his act together?”

“It's useless. He's got no talent for it. I'm only here to update you about Mr. Victor's situation so you can come up with something. As for my son, I've already done everything I can to make him come to his senses. Since he still wants to live like that, then I can't do anything about him anymore.”

Shaking her head, Victoria said nonchalantly, “Ulrich, I really can't do anything about my brother. I've handed the entire Saunders residence to him. It's his problem if he loses everything he owns, not mine. The assets are worth tens of billions. It should last him several years.”

Several years?

Ulrich shook his head with a bitter smile. Judging by the rate Mr. Victor's losing, it'll be gone in a few months.

“All right. Since you've already said so, then I shall not continue convincing you otherwise. I'm an outsider, after all. Anyway, please take good care of your health. I hope you'll give birth to a healthy baby. I'm sure your parents in heaven will be happy for you.”

Meanwhile, at the study of the Shurmer residence, Zeke was sitting on the couch and talking on the phone.

“Have you looked into the thing I told you to investigate?”

“Yes, Mr. Shurmer. The reporters who went to Century Grandeur yesterday were arranged by Ms. Shurmer. However, she didn't contact them personally. Instead, it was through—”

“Through who?”

“Through Ms. Carr of Cosmetico. Ms. Shurmer got Ms. Carr's help to plant those reporters.”

Ms. Carr? Sofie Carr?

It was only then that Zeke remembered her existence.

Could Sofie Carr actually be Sophia Carr, the wife of Clarence Jefferson and the mother of Zoey?

“Keep an eye on Zoey for twenty-four hours. Find out who she meets and what she does during that time.”

“All right.”

Click.

Just then, the door to the study opened and in came Steven.