Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 101

On the top floor at Luther Group, Artemis was sitting at his arched desk in his office, watching the live stream of the trial.

The dust had settled. When his suspicions were confirmed, Artemis lifted the corners of his lips into a sinister smile.

He knew that his judgment regarding Bailey was correct—that woman had a shocking identity.

Snowflake. The Ultimate Designer. Disciple of Master Gadzinski. The smile on Artemis' face grew wider. Interesting. I wonder if she has any other secrets.

Bang!

The door of his office suddenly swung open, and Dwayne rushed inside, hugging a laptop to his chest.

“What the f*ck. Mr. Luther, Bailey is Snowflake! She is Snowflake! Snowflake! What. The. F*ck.”

Seeing the shock on Dwayne's face, Artemis rubbed his chin and raised an eyebrow at him with a half-smile. “Is it so strange that she's Snowflake? Did anyone say she can't be Snowflake?”

Dwayne fell silent.

Halting instantly in his tracks, he narrowed his eyes at Artemis.

For a few silent seconds, he stared at Artemis' expression. All of a sudden, he started stomping his foot on the ground. “You f*cking knew! You knew her identity, and you didn't tell me? How could you treat me like this?”

Artemis merely smirked mockingly in response. “Why are you blaming me? You're the one with no brains. You have no one to blame but yourself. She has already made it so obvious. Do you expect me to explain it to you, like how I would explain a math equation to a child?”

That got Dwayne stumped.

Such a venomous tongue of his.

“Oh, right, I forgot to tell you something. Old Mr. Chivers and Simon have returned, but they asked to land their private jet on the private mansion in the suburbs, and then they disappeared. Should we send out teams to search for them?” Dwayne suggested.

“No,” Artemis replied casually. “If I'm right, they're probably at the court. Go get the car ready. We're going to the court to pick up... Old Mr. Chivers.”

Dwayne rolled his eyes. Just admit that you wanna see Bailey. Why use the old man as an excuse?

“Okay.”

Edmund and his parents were watching the live stream in

was plagiarized, all

Even the judge has decided that

could finish his sentence, Juliana's appearance shut

three of them jumped up from the couch

sigh of relief before turning to face Yoel. “Don't just look at the surface of an incident. Appearances can be deceiving. You taught me this principle, remember, Father? Please keep your promise, and stop stopping me from dating

was at a loss for words. In the end, he could only cross his arms and stormed upstairs with

a smile, Gwendolyn urged Edmund, “The trial is ending soon. Quick, go to the courthouse and bring Bay here for a meal.

chair and put it on as he walked to the door, all the while not forgetting to respond, “Thanks, Mom. I'll bring your daughter-in-law back

Gwendolyn could not help but laugh. “Look at you. Forgetting your mother now that you got yourself

as she walked out

on top of the stairs, she looked at the multitude that had gathered outside. They had been waiting eagerly

felt an impending

have known her identity by then. Otherwise, there wouldn't be

top of that, she could see more and more people rushing forward from the streets

face the crowd sooner or later

rubbed her temples in an attempt to clear her chaotic thoughts. “This is why I don't want to reveal my identity. There's bound to be

There's nothing you can say that could change this reality. Instead

are worthy of being called a big shot.” A huge grin stretched across her cheeks. “One hour ago, everyone was still scolding you. It doesn't seem like a bad

they reached the base of

you

you really Old Mr.

Jefferson, were you really the dark horse who had won the glorious title of 'The Ultimate Designer' in The Grand Fashion

“Ms. Jefferson...”

was bombarded with before turning to look at Juliana and gesturing for her to deal with the

“This is the certificate and trophy that my master won four years ago. Back then, something came up on that day so she couldn't attend the award-giving ceremony. Both of these were passed to me by the host instead. Today, I shall

in her hand to Bailey in a

before reaching out to take the two objects. With the trophy and the certificate in her hands, Bailey waved them in front of the reporters with a half-smile. “Any more questions? Would you like