Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 331

“Bailey, what do we do?”

Bailey snapped out of her reverie when she heard her son's voice.

Stuffing the laptop into Zayron's arms, she turned and walked outside.

“I need to go to the seaside mansion and fetch Vicky. While I'm gone, make your own food, all right?”

Zayron went silent.

After Bailey left the kitchen, she headed straight to her room, changed into a set of casual sportswear, and secretly left the condominium.

The moment she left the house, Zayron sent a text message to his father.

Zayron: Bailey is on her way to rescue Vicky. I think when she gets to her, they'll leave Hallsbay. You have to keep a close eye on the sea, land, and air routes these few days. Don't let her slip away.

Meanwhile, at the Gezmond residence, Lionel was leaning against the couch in his study. As he read the news headlines that had blown up all over the internet, his eyes narrowed, and his cold gaze was as sharp as daggers.

He knew he was extremely careful every time he went to the mansion. Ordinary paparazzi couldn't have possibly tailed him.

In other words, someone was targeting Victoria. These people had spread rumors about Victoria being someone's mistress all over the internet. They even found out about the mansion beforehand and hid there twenty-four hours in advance to get these photos.

Who was it? Who leaked this to the press and tried to destroy Victoria through public pressure?

Knock, knock, knock.

the door to his

the laptop lid before

walked in with a tray

I've prepared some soup for you. Have it while

didn't say anything and narrowed his eyes at

possible. The people who attended to her were all my men. If

the news?” Lionel asked in

him in confusion before saying, “What news? I haven't had the time to watch the news since I was in the kitchen making soup.

back on the couch and folded his arms. Looking at her indifferently, he drawled, “It's okay. You'll know sooner or later. The rumors are true. I'm indeed keeping a mistress, and she's

and she had an

felt a sense of shame

“Nell, I—”

and have not slept together either. You don't have to think

out to him in a high-pitched voice, with tears welling up in her eyes and a wounded expression on her face. “After all these years, can't you feel my feelings for you? You promised to

“That's not it, Wendy. The man you

don't love him! That irresponsible b*stard! I wish I could tear him into pieces if I ever see him! Why would I love

don't love him, why did you go against your parents for him? If you don't love him, why would you give yourself to him and

continuously. “No, I don't love him! I never loved him. That spineless, irresponsible piece of shit! That man doesn't deserve my love! I'm used to living with you after

“See? You said so yourself that you're used to living with me. After all, I took you in and cared for you when you were at your lowest. So, you may have mistaken your dependency on

he still chose to leave me. His reason? What bullshit! I bet he was scared that he would suffer the Hoffman