Super Mommy and Her Triplets

She was enamored with the feeling of being cherished and held in high regard, so she wanted to savor it a bit longer.

“I'm filthy, so filthy,” she sobbed. “You won't love me anymore. What's the point of me continue living? I might as well be dead.”

The young man couldn't take it anymore. He reached out and struck the back of her neck with his palm, knocking her unconscious.

After she passed out, he discarded her onto the ground as if she were trash.

The bodyguard stepped forward, nodding his head, and asked, “Mr. Veikko, what should we do next?”

The young man gave him a cold glance, and said nonchalantly, “Just do what needs to be done.”

Does such a minor hiccup really warrant putting the entire plan on hold?

The bodyguard noticed his foul mood like he was struggling to suppress the urge to punch someone.

I'd better stay away from him.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward, hoisting the unconscious Astrid over his shoulder, and turned to leave.

Once the surroundings quieted down, Veikko simply collapsed onto the grass.

The unsettling scent of ambiguity mingled with the stench of blood still lingered, pervading the air and causing a nauseating feeling.

He was pondering over Caridee's predicament.

That girl must be feeling quite helpless now.

Luckily, Shaun was impotent now. Even if he harbored ill intentions, he didn't have the means to carry them out.

Even though he knew that the scoundrel would find other ways to torment Caridee, he believed that the young girl could handle it.

When one was stranded in a perilous place, it was natural for one to feel scared and anxious.

His heart would find no peace until she escaped.

He was afraid that Bailey had miscalculated. She hadn't used hypnosis on Shaun and had been harmed by him.

He was also afraid that if she used hypnosis and Shaun noticed it by any chance, it would completely infuriate that scum, leading to even more brutal torment.

It was frustrating that he couldn't act rashly at the moment, and could only wait here, with each day feeling like a year.

Tee.

The communicator in the pocket started ringing.

Upon checking, it was a call from Bailey.

“What's the matter?”

The moment he began to speak, Bailey could tell he was in a bad mood and a bad state.

“I'm aware of what's happened in the branch. For now, keep your composure, and don't lose your cool.”

“I have a friend in Europe, and I've asked him to stir up some trouble to disrupt the Carter family's business chain.

“Upon hearing the news, Shaun will surely be restless. Then, he will act swiftly and decisively, setting a trap for you to fall into.

“All you need to do is keep that impostor under control. You can surely turn the tables on Shaun using her.”

The young man slowly straightened his body.

This method sounds pretty good.

Once chaos ensues in the Carter family, that scoundrel will undoubtedly rush back home.

With his smug nature, he will surely set a trap to kill me before leaving.

All I need to do is to turn the tables and decisively strike back.

“Alright. Let's do it this way.”

The Hoffman Family.

Inside the residence in Tucker's residence.

The personal bodyguard pushed the door open and said to Tucker, who was busy with paperwork at his curved desk, “Mr. Tucker, Mr. Philip has made his move.”

“He is gradually taking control of the power in your hands, and secretly lobbying the elders. He is preparing to support that illegitimate child to take control.”

With a 'click', the pen in Tucker's hand snapped with a sound. No one knew how much strength he used.

The black ink stained the entire document, reflecting in his eyes, and spreading a dense black mist.

Looking at the dense black dots on the white paper, Tucker began to laugh in a peculiar way.

“It seems that the old man doesn't regard me as his true successor. As long as he has a backup, he will abandon me in the blink of an eye. In this family, no father-son bond can outweigh the importance of personal gain. In my opinion, he didn't pull me down because of Sofie's threat at all. The real reason is that he refuses to live a mediocre life, and wants to experience what it's like to be the head of a household in his lifetime. He knew well that I couldn't control the situation, so he decided to place that little b*stard as a puppet. With this, he can rightfully take control of the entire family.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he abruptly stood up from his swivel chair, crumpling the documents on the table into a ball, gripping it tightly in his hand.

The bodyguard, highly skilled in reading people, could tell what he was thinking just by observing his demeanor.

After a few seconds of silence, he ventured, “Mr. Tucker, Mr. Philip is currently at the winery in the suburbs.”

“He just finished meeting with a senior executive of the family and has received his support.”

With a smirk, Tucker said in a chilling tone, “Prepare a car to the winery then. Remember to arrange for more bodyguards and servants to accompany us.”

“My father is getting on in years, so it's time for him to truly enjoy life. Starting from today, let him stay at the vineyard to enjoy his twilight years.”

“Yes.”

Suburban Villa.

Zoey emerged from the guest room, making her way toward the study at the end of the corridor.

When she walked past the master bedroom, one could hear bursts of moaning sounds from a man and a woman inside.

Needless to guess, it must be Sofie playing “adult games” with her lover.

Without missing a beat, she continued her stride, a scornful smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Thank goodness Clarence divorced this woman; otherwise, she would have cuckolded him.

She had seen her fair share of despicable people, but this was the first time she had encountered someone so utterly contemptible.