Super Mommy and Her Triplets

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Bailey looked at Zeke and Edmund with exasperation.

Do they really need to take turns watching over me like hawks? Do they think I'm born to cause trouble?

“What's the use of you guys going out there? The one they want to see is me. Don't worry; I'm not stupid enough to agree to go with them. Things are different now from before. In the past, I might have played along with them, but now...”

She looked back at the intensive care unit, gritting her teeth. “Artemis' mother is still in danger. Even if she survives, she might become a vegetable. I don't want to see her lying there for the rest of her life, so while she's still newly unconscious, I have to quickly find a way to wake her up. The longer we wait, the worse it will be for her.”

Zeke and Edmund exchanged a glance.

Edmund said, “Let her go. She's always been independent and knows what she's doing. She won't do anything stupid.”

Zeke released her arm and reminded her, “Just be polite toward them, and don't get angry.”

“Don't worry. Artemis is really something. Even when he's not around, he doesn't forget to arrange for a babysitter to look after me. You're so naggy.”

Zeke glared at her, but what could he do? He couldn't scold or punish her. All he could do was treat her like a precious treasure and indulge her.

“You have no conscience. I haven't slept for days just to keep an eye on you, and I still end up with such criticism.”

As expected, the entire medical base outside was swarming with reporters.

Bailey stood on the steps, looking down at Howard Lewis and smiling faintly with a raised eyebrow. “You must be the commissioner Dellmoor sent to investigate the Willing Angels Foundation. So, have you reached an agreement with the West family about how to frame me?”

Beside Howard, Jacques snapped with a grim expression, “Bailey, what nonsense are you talking about? You committed the crimes yourself, so why would we need to frame you?”

“Is that so?” Bailey smirked. “Then tell me, what crimes have I committed? Let's see what my fate will be. After all, your daughter didn't have a good ending either. You must be doing everything in your power to get back at me.”

Jacques' face darkened when he heard that. He dared not and could not respond.

If he misspoke, it would give outsiders the impression that he was taking the opportunity to retaliate against Bailey and seek revenge for his daughter.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the investigator, lowering his voice while saying, “Buddy, it's up to you now. I can't interfere.”

Howard nodded. “Since the higher-ups assigned me to investigate this matter and now the results are out, it's natural that I should handle it.”

With that, he glanced at his assistant.

Understanding this, the assistant stepped forward and detailed Bailey's numerous crimes: illegal registration, tax evasion, falsifying accounts, embezzlement, and so on. They were all listed one by one in a clear and organized manner.

After listening, Bailey turned to the officer from the Department of Justice and raised an eyebrow. “Do you believe this?”

The officer shook his head. They were old acquaintances, and he knew Bailey's character well. However...

“They've submitted a lot of evidence, and there's a court summons. I'm powerless, Bailey. There are tens of billions missing from the accounts. Where did this money go? If you can tell me, maybe I can help you.”

Bailey smiled, but there was no warmth in her eyes. She said flatly, “Is it thirty-eight point one-three-five billion?”

The officer widened his eyes in disbelief. “Y-You remember it that clearly? So, you really—”

Bailey waved her hand and interrupted him, “Can you give me a day's time? I will give you a satisfactory answer and make every detail of the money public.”

“Hah!” Howard sneered. “It's such a huge amount of money. Even if you can find all the receipts and details, it will probably take forever. Bailey, you better not try any tricks. The public is highly concerned about this matter.”

Bailey took a microphone from a reporter's hand, pondered for a moment, and said slowly, “The total account records show over eighty billion, with over thirty billion unaccounted for. This means that the Willing Angels Foundation has had a total of one hundred and twenty billion in funds flowing through its accounts. Are you guys not smart enough to ask yourselves, how can the foundation receive so much in donations over the past few years? How many people donated, and how many didn't? And of those who donated, how much did they donate? Don't you have any ideas in your hearts about the truth?”

As soon as she did the math, everyone fell silent.

Indeed, how could the Willing Angels Foundation receive over a hundred billion in donations when it had only been established for a few years?

Experts estimated that the foundation had received less than seventy billion in donations, so who contributed the remaining amount?

Howard's face darkened before he said to the officer, “All the evidence is here, and the court summons has been issued. What are you waiting for? Arrest her!”

“I dare anyone to touch my sister!” Zeke's voice suddenly rang out behind Bailey.