Super Mommy and Her Triplets

After leaving the medical base, Bailey didn't wander the streets looking for Cameron. Instead, she went to the Century Hotel. She believed that since he left temporarily, his luggage should still be in the hotel, and she didn't believe he wouldn't return for it.

If his belongings were truly in the hotel, she might even find that painting. Artemis had forced her to retrieve the painting, and she too felt uneasy knowing that another man was hiding her portrait. Anything that bothered Artemis was something she wanted to get rid of.

...

An hour later, as Bailey expected, Cameron returned. As soon as he entered the suite, he sensed something was wrong. But it was too late. The scent entered his nostrils, and the next second, his legs gave way, and he slid down the doorframe, kneeling on the floor.

He couldn't help but laugh.

“Your stupefying drug is even stronger than before. I, Cameron Yablon, the heir of the esteemed Yablon family that is the world's top poison-crafting family, believed that I mastered all forms of poison-crafting. Yet, here I am, falling into your hands.”

Bailey walked out of the study and coldly sneered, “Don't play dumb. You knew I would come to the hotel to find you. You eagerly approached, thinking I wouldn't dare to do anything to you.” Cameron chuckled lightly.

“That's what makes you so annoying, Bailey. You can see through people's thoughts, making them feel threatened and unable to resist wanting to destroy you.”

Bailey rolled her eyes, walked up to him, crouched down in front of him, and extended her hand.

“Where's my portrait? Give it to me quickly, or you will suffer today.”

“I knew Artemis told you about this. It was him who asked you to retrieve it, right, Bailey? Dominating men are usually unreliable. Since we're acquaintances, I advise you to kick him out of your life as soon as possible.”

He continued, “If you don't kick him away soon, you'll end up a widow.” Bailey snorted.

“I like his dominance. Quickly give me the portrait, or you'll suffer.”

“I knew Artemis would ask you to retrieve the portrait. Do you think I would carry it with me? If you want that painting, fine. Come with me to the Yablon residence, but let me remind you, you still need me to save your best friend. I doubt you'd dare to harm me.”

Bailey gritted her teeth fiercely. This was Cameron, and now she realized how difficult he could be. She understood him, and likewise, he understood her. They had figured each other out during their past adversarial encounters.

“Fine, give me the toxins my friend needs, and I'll remove the stupefying drug from your body.”

Cameron shrugged.

“No need. Your stupefying drug may be powerful, but it can't hold me down. Give me two days, and I can formulate an antidote. Of course, you can kill me right now, but then your friend will undoubtedly die.”

Bailey stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth in the room. After taking a few deep breaths, she managed to suppress her anger.

“Cameron, it seems you have me completely figured out. I'll give you the antidote now. Will you be a good boy and prepare the toxins I need?”

Cameron lazily leaned against the doorframe, smirking as he said, “Bailey, you're so clever. You should know that nothing in this world comes so easily. Your stupefying drug may be difficult to counter for ordinary people, but for me, it's only a matter of 48 hours. I told you, unless you kill me, you can't threaten me with these things. Don't forget, I am the heir of the esteemed Yablon family, the world's top poison-crafting family.”

Bailey suddenly leaned forward, grabbing his collar. It was unclear what she had discovered, but her eyebrows lightly furrowed.

“So, you went to the mortuary just now? Did you come into contact with a corpse? What's the matter, did your father die? Is he currently in the morgue at the mortuary?”

Cameron couldn't help but laugh, “Your nose is quite sensitive. But let's get back to the point. If you want me to save your best friend, you have to agree to a condition.” Bailey narrowed her eyes, becoming cautious.

“What condition?”

“Kick Artemis aside and be with me.” Bailey glared fiercely at him, gritting her teeth.

“Do you really want to die? Maybe I should just kill you right now.”

After saying that, she pulled a dagger from her waist and swiftly swiped it at his neck. At that moment, a figure flashed by, and then she was pulled up. The dagger slipped from her hand and fell to the floor with a clatter. Bailey gnashed her teeth and roared, “Zeke, don't stop me. Today, I must kill this guy.”

Zeke smiled and tried to calm her.

“You didn't bring him to Hallsbay to compete with him but to have him save Veronique. Let's talk things out; let's talk things out.”

Then, he turned his head to Cameron and chuckled.

“Mr. Yablon, I believe you understand her temperament very well. Don't provoke her too much, or she really will kill you.”

Cameron shrugged indifferently, saying, “Well, I've stated my conditions. Whether she agrees to them or not is up to her. I shouldn't be any worse than Artemis. On the contrary, I'm even more useful. Besides, I met her first. If she agrees to cut ties with Artemis, I'll help her by creating the toxin she wants to save her best friend.”

Bailey's anger flared up again, and she struggled for a moment but couldn't break free. Suddenly, she lifted her leg and kicked him hard on the shin.