Super Mommy and Her Triplets

At the end of the day, Zoey's main goal was to get that document from her.

Sofie looked at the palm spread out in front of her. With narrowed eyes, she said, “I can give you the

document, but you have to save my life.”

Zoey furrowed her brows.

The poison within them could only be neutralized by Kurt. The only bargaining chip to obtain the

antidote was the confidential document in the hands of Sofie.

In other words, she must hand over the document to Kurt to get the antidote.

But if she were to hand over the document to that scoundrel, how would she be able to lure Bailey

into her trap?

If she couldn't teach Bailey a lesson, wouldn't all she had endured be in vain?

“The poison in your body was meticulously concocted by Kurt. It's not something that just anyone can

neutralize. You're asking the impossible.”

Upon hearing this, Sofie gave a mysterious smile and said lightly, “You mentioned that ordinary

people couldn't cure it, but what about those who are proficient in the art of poison? For instance, Mr.

Yablon or the Poison Lady, Blaze? I believe they should have a way to neutralize this poison, right?”

Zoey gritted her teeth. This woman's will to live sure is strong. Regardless, I have no choice but to

follow her instructions and do as she says. Otherwise, I can forget about getting that confidential

document.

“All right, it's a deal. Can you hand over the document to me now?”

Sofie shook her head with a smile. “If I hand over the document to you now, it'll be like I'm signing

my own death warrant. Do you really think your mother would do something as foolish and ridiculous

as this?”

Zoey clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth as she asked, “What else do you want?”

Sofie shrugged leisurely and said, “I know the guards here are all Kurt's dogs. First, figure out a way

to rescue me. Let's break free from Kurt's control, and then we can plan for other things. What do

you think?”

Zoey fell into deep thought.

She was certain the document was not in the mansion.

If Sofie were to get out and then be allowed to slip away unnoticed, she would definitely go to retrieve those

documents.

All Zoey needed to do was to secretly follow her by then.

After understanding the crux of the matter, she nodded and said, “All right, for the sake of our mother-daughter

relationship, I will do it. I'm saving you this time as a repayment for the favor of giving me life. From now on, we're

even.”

Sofie slightly lowered her head in silence, a calculating glint flashing in her eyes.

As long as she could escape from there, she would find a way to break free from Zoey's control.

Having mingled internationally for so many years, she knew quite a few poison-crafting experts. She refused to

believe that those people couldn't neutralize this mere toxin.

As long as one had money, there was nothing in this world that couldn't be achieved, including snatching one's life

back from the hands of the Grim Reaper.

So before anything else, she must free herself from Zoey's control.

Seeing her hang her head, Zoey couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Does she think I can't figure out what's on her mind? How ridiculous. I will show her through actions what it means

to be hoisted by her own petard.

At the research base, a housekeeper walked into the guest room carrying a tray.

She scanned the room. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she casually closed the door behind her.

“Ms. Aisley, I'm here to assist you on behalf of Mrs. Lockett. Don't be too surprised, and be careful not to draw

attention.”

Abruptly, Aisley stood up from the couch. After giving the housekeeper a once-over, she asked in a low voice, “Has

my mom planned the next step?”

The housekeeper strolled over to the couch, placing the tray she was carrying onto the table. Then, she took out a

small, delicate sprayer from between the layers of the bread.

“This item is something Mrs. Lockett asked me to deliver to you. She also asked me to pass along a note to you,

which contains the specifics of the plan.”

After she finished speaking, she unscrewed the top of the sprayer and took out a tiny piece of paper from inside,

handing it to Aisley.

Aisley quickly reached out to take it, only to read: This medicine can stimulate the parasitic fragrance within

Catherine's daughter's body. It was meticulously prepared by Eunice. If you're lucky, you might just get what you

want in one fell swoop, and that little girl will die from the effects of the parasitic fragrance.

After reading the message, Aisley crumpled up the note and stuffed it into her pocket.

I didn't expect that old woman to find a solution so quickly. Great!

Her gaze slowly drifted downward, settling on the bottle in her hand.

Can such a tiny little thing really take a person's life? But since that old woman meticulously prepared it, it should be

fine.

Moreover, she knew that Eunice had been going against Catherine over the years.

In this world, there was no one who wished more fervently than her for Catherine and her daughter to be dead.

“All right, I understand. Please tell my mother that as soon as a good opportunity presents itself, I will put the plan

into action.”

“Yes.”

Meanwhile, Simon wore a pitiful expression, gazing at Bailey across from him in the study of the main house.

“Bailey, that woman's personality is so strange. I really can't get on the same page with her. Moreover, she's an

expert in the art of perfumery, and she sprinkles flower pollen on me whenever she wants. We are simply not on

the same level. If she doesn't want me to get close to her, I'm completely at a loss. Why don't you be a good

Samaritan and help me win her over?”

Bailey looked at the card on the coffee table, holding back her laughter.

That woman, Catherine, might appear harmless at first glance, but who would have thought she could

be so ruthless in her actions?

A whopping ten million was spent to get rid of the illustrious Mr. Simon.

Haha. Just thinking about it is exhilarating.

“Well, it's better to ask Zayron about this. That little rascal, when he starts kicking up a fuss, even if

you don't want to marry Catherine, he can make it so that you end up marrying her.”

Simon rolled his eyes, helplessly saying, “I'm trying to get a wife, not play house. That kid is full of

bad ideas. I'm afraid what he'll do might just make her blow her top off, let alone help me get her.”

Bailey thought for a moment. Raising an eyebrow, she said with a smile, “Tell me, do you want to

marry her because she bore you a daughter, or is it because you genuinely have feelings for her?”

Simon ran his fingers through his hair. “I'm not quite sure, but regardless of whether I like her or not,

I have to marry her. Why bother talking about other things?”

Bailey reached out and smacked him on the back of his head.

“There's a big difference. Moreover, she has decided to return and take over the position of the

Rogers family's head. Once she takes over, you won't be able to do anything anymore.”

“What?” Simon abruptly stood up from the couch, his eyes wide in disbelief. “Why on earth would she

want to be the head of that accursed family? Isn't it more appealing to travel the world with me,

enjoying food and drinks wherever we go?”

Bailey's eyes rolled, and she couldn't help but recall the plan that Artemis had shared with her—to

coax Simon into taking the helm of the household.

Hmm, now is the perfect time to push him into the trap.

“Well, every woman has a sense of vanity. If she married you, she couldn't even be the matriarch of

the Luther family. But if she returns to the Rogers family, she could become the head of the

household. Given the choice, I would also choose the latter.”

Simon blurted out, “That's easy. I just need to ask my brother to let me take over as the head of the

family for a while, right? All right, it's settled then. I'll go and talk to my brother about it in a bit.”

Bailey held back a laugh, the mischievous gleam in her eyes intensifying.

You fell for it just like that, huh?

Are you sure you want to be the head of the Luther family?”