Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Tamara turned away slightly.

More than being angry toward her daughter, she was heartbroken.

Scarlett liked Justin, and her love for him bordered on obsession.

To get what she wanted, she used every means at her disposal. It was what Tamara had taught her over the years.

To Tamara, Scarlett had perhaps not done anything wrong, and thus, she could hardly blame her daughter.

“Mom, please, I beg you. Please save me. Regardless of whether I get a life or death sentence, my life is utterly ruined. I'm still young, and my life is only just beginning. Are you really willing to see me spending the rest of my life in prison or take a bullet to my head?”

Tamara's expression darkened.

Of course, she was not willing to do that, or else she would not have come on this day.

“Fine, then. After all, you're my only daughter. Who else can I protect if not you? Looks like there's only one way now. If you agree with it, it might save your life and give me a chance to help you as well.”

Scarlett straightened her posture abruptly. Still kneeling on the ground, she grasped her mother's arm, asking desperately, “W-What way, Mom?”

Tamara gritted her teeth and uttered, “Get pregnant.”

Rather shocked, Scarlett looked at her blankly and did not respond for a while.

Get pregnant? What is she talking about? Are we not talking about freeing me from this situation? Why is she talking about getting me pregnant?

Clasping Scarlett's shoulders, Tamara snapped, “Listen to me, Lettie. With the evidence against you, even your father isn't going to be able to save you. Don't you even hold any hopes of destroying the evidence either, as Bailey has a backup copy with her. There is no way you can destroy it. The only thing you can do now is to be put on a suspended sentence, and the only way to do that is to get pregnant. Do you understand?”

Scarlett was not a fool. Living in the Fletcher residence all year round, how could she not know what being put on a suspended sentence meant?

However, it was one thing to understand what it meant, but to accept it was an entirely different matter.

“Mom, you have to help me. You must help me to get pregnant with Justin's child. I will only accept his, or else—”

Slap! The crisp sound of a slap rang out as Tamara gave Scarlett a tight slap across the face and roared angrily, “Even now, you're still thinking about that b*stard, Justin? Don't you understand that you're this close to losing your life? Do you even understand that?”

Scarlett pursed her lips. Lifting her head, she looked straight at her mother with a determined gaze and spoke in a firm voice. “Unless it's with Justin's child, I refuse to get pregnant. Even if they sentence me to death right away, I still refuse to accept anything other than that.”

“You—” Furious, Tamara raised her hand to slap Scarlett again.

However, when she saw her daughter's tearful appearance, her hand froze in mid-air, and she could not bring herself to do it.

Scarlett was, after all, her daughter. How could she bear to hit her?

Sighing soundlessly, she lowered her hand slowly, saying in a hoarse voice, “All right, then. We'll do it your way. I'll discuss it with Mrs. Xuereb. If she agrees, I'll relieve her family of their difficulties.”

Wiping the tears from her face, Scarlett hugged Tamara tightly. “I knew you loved me and wouldn't let me ruin my body by getting pregnant with just any man's child. I will never act alone again, Mom. I promise I will listen to you, okay?”

Tamara stroked the back of Scarlett's head, saying softly, “Lettie, remember this. Many people are keeping their eyes on our family now, waiting for us to make a wrong move so that they can drag us down. Every move you make is being scrutinized. In a way, our family is your support, but at the same time, it also constrains you. This is as much as I can do to help you. You must watch out for yourself.”

Scarlett merely listened in silence.

In the CEO's office of Saunders Group, the butler's son, Salem, stood nervously in the middle of the room. He was looking at Victor, who was sitting on the couch, with an anxious expression.

“M-Mr. Victor, something happened.”

Hugging the blonde woman beside him, Victor responded lazily, “Something happened? What could possibly have happened? Don't make a big deal out of nothing. If there's nothing important, then get lost. Don't disturb me.”

Salem gritted his teeth. “The overseas company that you invested in a few days ago has been seized by the authorities. They said it's an illegal business, and the money that we have invested cannot be returned.”

Bang!

The dull sound rang out as Victor pushed the blonde woman away, causing her to fall to the ground.

Leaping up from the couch, he glared angrily at Salem as he asked in a trembling voice, “W-What did you just say? The overseas business has been seized? Then what about my money? What about the three billion that I invested? Is that all gone too?”

Here he was, dreaming about his future fortune. According to his calculations, he had reckoned he could make at least ten billion each year.

What about my ten billion? No, forget about that first. What about the three billion capital that I've invested? That was the last of the funds I had after selling the last bit of shares I had left. If they're all gone now, what will I do in the future?