Super Mommy and Her Triplets

“Find someone more capable? But I have no idea who to turn to. Why don't you give me some advice, Chuck?”

Chuck seemed to have sensed her murderous intent. He slowly turned, ready to make a run for it at any moment.

“T-The Yablon family, the world's top poison-crafting family. They might be the only ones who can detoxify it. B-But of course, I'm not entirely sure either. After all, the origin of the poison is unknown, and it's highly likely that the Yablon family will be at a loss for what to do, too. But you could still try asking the Yablons. T-They might have a solution.”

The moment he finished speaking, he dashed toward the door in a flash.

Sofie smiled coldly and pulled a silver needle from her wrist before hurling it straight toward the man's back, aiming to pierce his flesh.

She didn't need to aim for his heart, for the poison she employed was so lethal that it would result in death upon immediate contact with the human body unless an antidote was administered promptly.

That was indeed the case. After the needle pierced Chuck's shoulder, he ran a few more steps ahead before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. How scary! Thankfully Zoey fed me the antidote to suppress the poison, or I would've met the same fate as Chuck, dying on the spot. Looks like this old geezer was right. Perhaps the Yablons are the only ones who can detoxify it. If that's the case, I can't stay in Moranta any longer. I have to retrieve the confidential documents, then leave secretly for the Yablon residence to seek the antidote.

She firmly believed that since she held the trump card that would determine the Hoffman family's fate, those old geezers from the Yablon family would definitely be more than happy to cooperate with her.

With that in mind, she swiftly gathered her belongings and, shrouded by the veil of the night, discreetly slipped out of the inn.

Unbeknownst to her, shortly after she left, she was spotted by Zoey, who had been staking out the place.

An evil smirk played on Zoey's lips as she watched the woman's silhouette, which was stumbling and staggering forward clumsily.

This woman will surely leave the country after failing to find anyone who can detoxify the poison in Moranta. Before leaving, she'll definitely retrieve that confidential document. So... I'll get my hands on what I desire tonight.

Zoey followed Sofie all the way until they finally arrived at a self-service storage room at the end of East-West Road.

Seeing Sofie take out a package from the locker, Zoey stopped concealing herself and slowly emerged from the shadows.

“Sofie, do you know what it means to pursue a narrow gain while neglecting a greater danger?” she asked.

Sofie turned around immediately to see Zoey. In response, her pupils constricted.

“Y-You... You're not dead?”

Zoey sneered, “What makes you think I'm dead? Because of those cold-blooded creatures? They are indeed deadly, but could they possibly be more deadly than me? Sometimes, those animals can be more sensitive than us humans. If I were as perceptive as them, I wouldn't have ended up in this state because of you. Sofie Carr, today is the day you meet your end. If I don't kill you, all the suffering I've endured all this while will be in vain.”

Having said that, she pulled out a handful of silver needles from her pocket and flung them toward Sofie.

That was such a familiar scene.

Just half an hour ago, Sofie had used the same method to kill Chuck.

Karma was just around the corner, and she didn't expect it would be her turn so soon.

“Hahaha!” Sofie burst out in maniacal laughter.

She had been clever for most of her lifetime, outsmarting countless people and living gloriously for so many years.

Who would have thought that in the end, she would meet her demise in her own daughter's hands?

How ridiculous! This is utterly ridiculous! If I had known earlier that this fool wouldn't only be useless but would also drag me down with her, I would never have set foot in Hallsbay no matter what. My plan might've gone much smoother without this fool. I made a huge mistake, and in the end, my plan backfired, leaving me in this predicament. I've brought it upon myself.

The poison on the silver needle kept seeping into her body, causing her so much pain that she collapsed onto the ground.

She loosened her grip on the package, and it rolled toward Zoey's feet.

Resentfully, she reached out to grab it, only to have her fingers stepped on by Zoey.

“Zoey Shurmer, you'll be punished by the heavens for killing your own mother,” she said laboriously.

With a cold smile, Zoey bent down slowly to pick up the package, and from within, she took out a storage card.

“Even if retribution is due, you should be the one who faces it first. After all, you were the one who threw me into the snake pit. I got lucky and survived. Now the tables have turned. What right do you have to guilt trip me?”

Sofie slowly stopped struggling, tilting her head back to gaze at the ceiling above. A bitter smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Zoey continued, “I know you're not willing to give up, so I've given you a chance to survive. I've already had someone reveal your whereabouts to Bailey on the way here. That woman will be here soon. If she decides to help you, you'll most probably have a chance at survival. But if she refuses to save you, then with your last breath, then muster your last ounce of strength and offer her these silver needles. Bring her down with you.”

Sofie slowly clenched her fists.

The prime of her life and her dashing moment should be the instant she launched an attack on Tarragon.

She could have won; she could have risen above everyone else, trampling everything under her feet.

Alas, Bailey appeared out of nowhere and saved Wendy, causing her to lose her leverage over Holden, ultimately leading to her complete defeat.

Hence, her current predicament was all thanks to Bailey.

If fate were to grant her a chance to drag that woman down to hell, she would certainly seize it without hesitation.

Zoey knew Sofie had made up her mind the moment she saw the latter slowly pulling out the silver needles from her body.

Though she didn't hold much hope, she believed it was worth a try, even if there was only a one percent chance.

This old hag is of no value to me, but this is the last she can do.