Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Bailey stared at his bloodshot eyes, feeling a lump in her throat.

“I-I think I should give you a couple of acupuncture treatments to counteract the effects of the medicine.”

He was like a real-life wolf, capable of consuming her entirely. Even though she missed him and longed for his affection, there was also a hint of fear. In ordinary circumstances, this man could exhaust her. If he transformed into a wolf, would he not drain her completely?

Artemis peered down at her, raising an eyebrow as he inquired, “Do you truly believe I would consent? You can attempt to administer the needles to me, as I won't retaliate.”

Bailey resigned herself, wrapping her arms around his neck, her voice trembling as she spoke. “Then please be gentle with me.”

Artemis lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead. “When have I not been gentle? It seems you quite enjoy it, or else you wouldn't be so intrigued by this.”

Bailey's face turned several shades redder as she retorted with a quivering voice, “W-What are you talking about?”

“Is that so? You're not intrigued, huh? Very well, administer a few treatments to return me to normal, and I'll drive you home.”

Bailey glared at him, mustering the courage to say, “The needles, they're all used up. There are none left.”

The man chuckled softly. “You're a woman who says one thing but means another, aren't you? I see you're quite engrossed in this matter, even more so than I am.”

“Artemis Luther!”

In response, the man unceremoniously deposited her onto the back of the chair, and the car sped off into the depths of the dense forest.

The following day, within the study of the Rogers castle's main house, Catherine leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, squinting at the morning sun outside.

Joseph stood behind her, his voice deep as he inquired, “Cath, what exactly happened? Why do you look so serious?”

Catherine turned to face him, responding with a question of her own, “Dad, what have you been up to these past few days?”

Joseph was taken aback, a hint of evasion flickering in his eyes. He casually remarked, “Didn't I inform you? My old illness has resurfaced. I've summoned the Divine Doctor to treat me. Do you doubt my word? Would you like me to call the Divine Doctor here to discuss my health with you?”

After casting him a meaningful glance, she shifted her gaze back to the morning sun outside and slowly stated, word by word, “During these past few days while you were recovering, Uncle Broderick has gained control of all the senior executives who supported you.”

Joseph's eyes registered surprise as he looked at her incredulously, saying, “No, it can't be. How is that possible? I've been in contact with the senior executives over the phone these past few days... I detected nothing unusual in their tone, Cath. They are all my former subordinates; they couldn't possibly betray me.”

Catherine emitted a cold laugh and spoke in a hushed voice, “In this era where self-interest reigns supreme, who remains loyal to someone for a lifetime? Your thinking is overly idealistic. Uncle Broderick has leverage over them, forcing their submission with evidence of their guilt. What you see is merely a facade. They had already betrayed us three days ago.”

Joseph staggered back, unable to bear the weight of the revelation.

How could this happen? What on earth should I do now?

Observing her daughter before him, a sudden realization struck him. He moved forward and firmly gripped her arm.

“Cath, I know you've been secretly building a power base. Help your father, assist me in eliminating the first branch of the family and all its followers. Once they are eradicated, I will entrust you with the family seal, allowing you to assume control. The Rogers family must not fall into the hands of an illegitimate child.”

Catherine nodded, bowing her head as she replied, “Rest assured, Dad. I am deeply grateful for all the care and protection you have provided me and Luna over the years. For this reason alone, I will confront my uncle to the bitter end.”

Joseph breathed a sigh of relief, a calculating gleam appearing in his eyes.

When Catherine and Broderick exhausted each other in their struggle, he would seize the opportunity to establish Harvey as the heir, commanding the other branches of the family to attack Broderick and Catherine, completely eliminating them.

“Thank you, Cath. Be assured that the position of family head will undoubtedly be yours.”

Catherine laughed nonchalantly, all the while scheming in her heart to seek Bailey's medical help for Harvey once she had eliminated the influence of the first branch of the family.

That young boy had become mentally challenged due to an accident, and Bailey likely possessed the means to cure him.

Once he recovered, Catherine would depart from the Rogers family and disengage from the family's power struggle, leaving Harvey to bear the weighty responsibilities.

“Dad, I didn't get to see Harvey during this visit. How is he doing?”

Joseph felt a sense of unease creep into his heart. He secretly wondered if Catherine had caught wind of something.

Before he could respond, Catherine continued, “I have some connections with Bailey. I'll ask her to treat Harvey. She should be able to heal him.”

However, Joseph interpreted her words differently, assuming that she intended harm to Harvey.

He replied, “The child has been falling ill too frequently lately. I'm concerned he might harm someone, so I've sent him elsewhere. Currently, our top priority should be dismantling the first branch. If they seize power, treating your brother's illness is the least of our concerns; whether our family can survive is the real question.”