Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 965 Wish I Could Be With You Everyday

Ever since she caught a fleeting glimpse of him three days ago, that mature and charming man had occupied all

her thoughts, lingering in her mind incessantly.

She was the daughter of the White family, and countless young talents wished to marry her, but she didn't find any

of them attractive.

Only this formidable figure from Aploth stormed into her world, making her heart flutter. She knew then he was the

one for her.

She had never met him before, but his fame was so great that it struck one's ears like the roar of thunder.

This man, who had been a dominant figure on the international stage for years, held significant power. He was

handsome, wealthy, and possessed a mature charm unique to successful men, which deeply captivated her.

Upon hearing this, Wilfred paused slightly, the pen in his hand momentarily still. A frown crept onto his face, and a

sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

It seemed he was calculating the odds of his daughter marrying into the Luther family.

“Oh, Cersei, it's not that I disapprove of it. It's just that Mr. Luther sets his sights too high. Numerous princesses

have sought to marry him, but they've all been turned down by him. Also, he is deeply in love with Bailey at the

moment. Unless you can be better than Bailey, there's no way he will even give you a second glance.”

Moreover, being better than Bailey was pretty impossible.

All the women in the world combined probably couldn't compare to Bailey, who excelled in every field.

Cersei saw a flicker of emotion in her father's eyes and quickly instigated, “Dad, isn't surpassing the Yablon family

and becoming the world's foremost poison-crafting family your lifelong dream? If I align myself with the Luther

family, you can leverage their power to achieve your goals. I know that Mr. Luther will come to discuss our future

cooperation with you tonight. So, could you please help me? Please? All I need is to spend one night with him. Given

his character, he will surely take responsibility for me. I refuse to believe that a man of his stature and power has

only ever been enamored with one woman in his entire life. Once I share a romantic night with him, he will surely

accept me. Dad, I beg you. Please grant me this favor. It will also benefit you.”

Upon hearing her analysis, he had to admit that he was indeed moved.

“Even if you get to be with him, he might only see you as a lover, as a mistress. Are you willing to accept that?”

Cersei nodded solemnly. “Yes, I am willing.”

“All right, I'll help you fulfill this dream. Go back to your room and wait for news. Once everything is settled, I'll have

the butler inform you.”

“Mm-hmm, thank you, Dad.”

As Cersei spoke, she stepped back to leave, a blush blooming on her cheeks.

The thought of that towering man, majestic as a grey wolf, loving her to bits later on filled her heart with

sweetness.

Outside the White residence, a black sedan was concealed in the darkness of the night.

The car door swung open, and Artemis stepped out from the driver's seat.

No sooner had he stepped out of the car than Bailey emerged from the passenger seat.

Artemis looked at her somewhat helplessly and sighed. “Why would you follow me here in the middle of the night

instead of enjoying a good sleep at home? Why insist on suffering by coming here with me?”

Bailey got around the front of the car, walked up to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck, grinning as she

said, “The night you came back, you smelled of perfume, a woman's. I came to see if you're fooling around with

some woman behind my back. Artemis, you're always denying it. Could it be that you're feeling guilty?”

Artemis scanned his surroundings, his gaze finally landing on the car. “Are you looking to do some vigorous outdoor

activities?” he asked.

Bailey shuddered slightly, shot him an annoyed glance, and huffed, “It was just a joke—no need to take it so

seriously. Besides, I don't mind doing some outdoor activities. Did you think I'd be scared of you?”

Artemis began to sneer, his laughter carrying the dangerous undertone of a predator.

He reached out and gently patted her cheek, leaning in to whisper in her ear, “If you dare, don't sneak off on your

own later. Once I'm out, I'll drive the car deep into the mountains. Let's see how I deal with you then.”

Bailey absolutely adored his roguishly handsome look and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. “Then you'd better hurry

up and come back, I'll be waiting for you in the car.”

Artemis lowered his head to look at her, his gaze deep, subtly radiating a mysterious light.

“I suddenly don't want to go in. Let's head into the woods first.”

“You unprincipled leader.” Bailey punched him in the chest, admonishing, “Focus on the important matters. Don't let

women cloud your judgment.”

Artemis sighed helplessly. “I truly wish I could be with you every day, inseparably entwined. But alas, there are too

many troubles, and it seems the heavens are determined not to let me be an unprincipled ruler.”

“All right, enough with the chatter. Get on with your work.”

He said nothing else in response.

After watching Artemis enter the White residence, Bailey didn't return to the car. Instead, she swiftly moved to the

eastern side of the surrounding wall, and with a flip, she got on top of the wall.

After spending these days with him, she felt much better physically. The depleted vitality also gradually returned.

Could being intimate with a man nourish the body? If that's the case, then doing it more would be better for me in

the future.

Upon realizing this naughty thought in her heart, Bailey couldn't help but chuckle.

When did she become so corrupted?

Artemis, guided by a bodyguard, walked through the corridor and arrived at the reception room.

As he entered, he said with a smile, “Congratulations, Old Mr. White, on achieving your wish and regaining control.

Originally, I had planned to let you settle in for a few more days before dealing with your rebellious son, but the

situation has changed. From today onward, I'm afraid you'll have to start taking action. I've found out that there are

quite a few old followers of the White family still supporting Kurt behind the scenes. I won't make things difficult for

you, Old Mr. White, nor will I force you to commit the act of killing your own son. All you need to do is eliminate

those forces that support him.”

Wilfred didn't try to negotiate and agreed readily.

“All right, Mr. Luther. Since you neutralized the poison in me and saved me from a difficult situation, I naturally have

to fulfill what I promised you. Now that we've discussed business, let's sit down and have a cup of coffee. It would

be my honor to share a drink with you.”

“No, thanks. I have some things to take care of. I'll be leaving first.”

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wilfred didn't insist on him staying. He merely smiled and said, “Then the next

time you're free, please come and have a drink with me.”

“Sure thing.”

Artemis turned around and left the reception room, retracing his original path.

As he passed by a small garden on the east side, a burst of fresh fragrance greeted him.

Subconsciously, he furrowed his brows, intending to step back, only to bump into something soft.

Without thinking, he moved aside, maintaining a distance of a few steps from the other person.

“M-Mr. Luther, we meet again. Our fleeting encounter last time left an unforgettable impression on me.”

Artemis furrowed his brows and narrowed his eyes, asking, “Ms. White, are you implying that you've taken a liking

to me and fallen in love with me?”

Cersei was taken aback, probably not expecting him to be so straightforward. With a hint of shyness, she said, “Y-

Yes. I've fallen in love with you.”

Artemis gave a light laugh. His gaze, however, was icy cold. “I belong to Bailey. If you want to love me, you'll have

to ask for her permission first.”

A flicker of surprise flashed in Cersei's eyes. “Mr. Luther, you must be joking. You are the most powerful man in the

world. How could Bailey possibly have authority over you?”

Artemis' smile deepened. “Since you do know that I am the most powerful man in the world, then you should

understand that you are not worthy to speak to me. I'm giving you a bit of dignity here. Hand over the antidote, or

else... not even your father will be able to save you today.”