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

the judge announced that the work was plagiarized, all three of them did

else to defend now, is there? Even the judge has decided that

he could finish his sentence, Juliana's appearance

found out that Bailey was Snowflake, all three of

“Don't just look at the surface of an incident. Appearances can be

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

urged Edmund, “The trial is ending soon. Quick, go to the courthouse and bring Bay

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

laugh. “Look at you. Forgetting your mother now that you got yourself a wife. I've sure wasted my love on

surrounded Bailey as

multitude that had gathered outside. They had

she felt an impending headache coming

then. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people

and more people rushing forward from the

You'll have to face the crowd sooner or later as long as you live in this city. You can't just stay at home forever, can

why I don't want to reveal my identity. There's bound

identity has been revealed. There's nothing you can say that could change this reality. Instead of being frustrated by it, why

you definitely are worthy of being called a big shot.” A huge grin stretched across her cheeks. “One hour ago, everyone

of the crowd grew louder as they walked. Once they reached the base of the steps,

Jefferson, are you really

really Old Mr. Gadzinski's

really the dark horse who had won the glorious title of 'The Ultimate Designer' in The

“Ms. Jefferson...”

the series of questions that she was bombarded with before turning to

to the crowd of reporters and smiled. “So sorry for the misunderstanding, everyone. To be honest, even I didn't know my master is Bailey Jefferson.” Juliana took out a certificate and a trophy from her bag. “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,

trophy and certificate in her hand to

in front of the reporters with a half-smile. “Any