Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 849 Bailey Is Not Dead

Bailey didn't react immediately and blankly said, “What else could I've done it for? Thrill-seeking?”

The moment she uttered the phrase “thrill-seeking,” she snapped to her senses and blushed. The older he gets, the

more shameless he is!

Artemis knew what she was thinking. With his deep, magnetic voice, he murmured, “It is about seeking thrills. With

it, you'll experience a different kind of pleasure.”

Bailey felt as if something had exploded in her mind. This jerk. To think he managed to come up with that. Although,

it is undeniable that having it does feel different.

“Judging by your expression, it seems you agree with what I've said. My dear, I didn't expect you to have such

thoughts. In that case, what's there for you to be shy about?”

With a swift slap, Bailey sent him flying back against the headboard. “Be serious. What do you think Sofie will do

next?”

Artemis blinked, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes. “She will kill Tucker because Tucker is planning to take her son's

life. Of course, even if Tucker doesn't lay a finger on her son, she'll never let him off the hook. With the death of

Tucker, the only option left for Mr. Philip is to support her son's ascension to power. Once her son becomes the heir,

she will not hesitate to kill Mr. Philip. That woman refuses to be mediocre. What she detests most is others

suppressing her. Therefore, she will kill Mr. Philip and his son. After her son ascends to power, she'll rule behind the

curtain and manipulate him, further controlling the entire Hoffman family.”

Bailey nodded with a smile. “It's just as I guessed. We should let them fight amongst themselves and stay out of the

battle. Once they've worn each other down, we can step in and clean up the mess.”

After she finished speaking, she prepared to stand up and pack up her medical kit. Suddenly, he pulled her arm.

In the next moment, she leaned forward, falling directly into his arms. “Artemis, have you lost your mind? Your

wounds haven't healed yet.”

“It's fine. It's just a minor injury,” assured Artemis.

Bailey rolled her eyes before a mischievous glint appeared. “All right, then. You asked for this. Don't blame me

later.”

Seeing her so well-behaved, he was overjoyed.

However, his good mood only lasted for thirty seconds because he smelled the scent of blood. Is she... having her

period right now? “Bailey, you did this on purpose, didn't you?”

Bailey burst into laughter. “How can you say I did it on purpose? I had my period during the morning, okay?”

Artemis extended his hand to push her away, pointing at the bedroom door. “Leave. Stop hanging around in front

of me.”

“Fine. I'll just leave.”

Bailey stepped away from his embrace and walked toward the door. As she walked, she said, “You should rest well.

Once your wounds have healed, we can set off for Moranta to reap the benefits.”

Shannon was gently supporting Micah in his garden as they stroll leisurely by the artificial lake.

After taking a few dozen steps, Micah casually asked, “Which city are you planning to take Dawn to live in?”

Shannon fell into silence.

Micah then said, “Even if you don't tell me, I'll still know. Why not chat with me? I may be able to give you...”

“Pillere.” Shannon turned to him, her voice indifferent. “I like lavender. I might go to Pillere and bathe in a sea of

purple flowers.”

Micah chuckled softly. The warm and peaceful purple kingdom is indeed a good place to settle down. “It's a nice

place. If I happen to pass by your house one afternoon, will you invite me in for a cup of afternoon tea?”

An almost imperceptible smile appeared on Shannon's countenance.

Before she could speak, footsteps echoed from afar.

Both of them instinctively turned around and saw Wendy leading Dawn toward them. “Mommy, Aunt Wendy is here

to see you.”

Wendy felt resigned upon hearing that. “Dawn, you should call me Ms. Wendy. Ms. Hoffman is fine, too.”

Dawn blinked and grinned, saying, “Uncle Holden may get angry, though.”

Shannon couldn't help but laugh out loud. “Yes, you should call her Aunt Wendy. Otherwise, your uncle will be

unhappy.”

Dawn shrugged at Wendy. “See? My mom says the same thing.”

Wendy couldn't help but laugh too. Turning to Shannon, she said, “You've raised quite the dramatic daughter. Still,

she's quite likable.”

Shannon released Micah's arm and walked over to Wendy, embracing her and speaking in a low voice. “For

Sebastian's sake, you should try building a complete family. Besides, my brother is quite the catch, you know. He's

got a lot of high-profile ladies on the international stage eyeing him. If you keep hesitating, someone else may seize

the opportunity and snatch him away.”

Reflexively, Wendy retorted, “What about you and Micah? Shouldn't you also start a family to give Dawn a complete

childhood?”

“We are different, Wendy. There's too much pain between us. We... Never mind that. Let's leave everything up to

fate. If it's meant to be, we will meet again. After all, the world is a sphere. Who knows? Maybe after a full

revolution, we may truly reunite.”

Wendy smiled faintly. It seems she has found hope. In the past, every time Micah was mentioned, Shannon would

adopt a cold demeanor. From her actions and behavior, one could see her hatred and anger. Now, when Micah is

mentioned, she seems to be much more at peace. There's no longer any malice in her eyes, only serenity. The

future still holds promise.

Inside a certain basement in Moranta, intermittent roars of anger and despair echoed in the darkness.

Kurt looked at the woman in front of him, whose body was emanating a dark aura, and burst into hearty laughter.

“I've succeeded. Alas, I've successfully developed a poison that Cameron, Bailey, and Blaze can't cure! I've

surpassed myself”

Zoey was shackled to a steel pillar by iron chains. Her skin had turned into a bloody mess. Yet, she continued to

struggle with all her might as though she couldn't feel pain.

In reality, she was in agony.

She felt as if millions of venomous snakes and insects were gnawing at her from head to toe. She could easily sense

the poison seeping into her flesh and blood, bit by bit. “Ah...”

When the pain became so unbearable that she couldn't breathe, she contemplated ending her life.

Kurt noticed her intentions, but he didn't stop her. Now that the poison test has been successful, even if she dies, it

won't cause me any loss. When the time comes, I can still achieve my goal by poisoning Cameron. “Zoey, are you

really content to just die like this? Bailey has taken everything from you yet still lives a good life. By the way, the

woman tormented by Tucker isn't Bailey. We've all been fooled. In other words, your nemesis is still alive.”

Zoey slowly relaxed her teeth from her tongue. Her face contorted as she stared at Kurt. With a dry, hoarse voice,

she asked, “Are you sure it's not Bailey?”

Kurt clicked his tongue twice, shaking his head, and said, “Yes. Bailey deceived Tucker using her disguise skill. Now

that I have injected you with the most poisonous toxin in the world, you must make good use of it. Don't waste such

a valuable resource. Even if you can't drag the whole world down with you, you should at least pull Bailey into hell,

don't you think?”