Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 342

Chapter 342

Indeed, it's sufficiently sickening. Regretfully, she's destined to be disappointed.

“Really? Sorry, but I'm not the person who married you. Instead, it was a random beggar I ordered my men to find from the streets. I had him go to the Security Agency and change his name, so he ended up with the same name as me.”

At once, Rhonda's pupils constricted.

The smile on her face froze at that very same instant.

Finally, fear showed in her eyes.

Gaping at Artemis in disbelief, she countered in a quivering voice, “No, that's impossible. It's impossible! I'm your wife, the wife of Artemis Luther. Back when we registered our marriage, it was even the person in charge of City Hall who handled things personally. You're lying to me, right? You're bluffing, aren't you, Artemis?”

Artemis snorted coldly, a trace of scorn and disgust flashing across his eyes.

He threw her on the ground abruptly before snagging a few pieces of tissue from the tissue box at the side and wiping his palms unceasingly.

Meanwhile, Bailey sighed softly and murmured, “She's not in her right mind anymore. Have her sent to the mental institution.”

Reaching out, Artemis hugged her around the waist. “Honey, sending her to the mental institution is too light a punishment for her. I think we should hand her to the beggar to be his wife. The best fate for her is to continue the family line for her husband. What do you think?”

At that, the corners of Bailey's mouth twitched violently.

I've long since known that he's cold and ruthless. Today, I've witnessed it at long last. Well, that's indeed the most severe punishment for her.

“Okay. I'll leave it to you.”

Having said that, she whirled around and headed out.

In the past, no matter how much she provoked me, I'd always stop without taking things too far in consideration of the blood ties between us. But now, after learning that I'm likely not a descendant of the Jefferson family, I no longer have a reason to spare this woman. After all, she has nothing to do with me.

“One day, sooner or later, Bailey, you'll rot in hell!”

Rhonda's malevolent curse rang out behind her.

Slowly, a devilish smile

to witness it, for you'll die way before me. Enjoy the love of that beggar husband of yours. As a

you even in

similar nature drifted into

at Saunders Group, Lionel reclined in his swivel chair with

day that he had made

reading: The mysterious sugar daddy of the

front page of

precise moment, his assistant pushed

who leaked the news and photo

“Who was it?”

years. Besides, she's good friends with Mrs. Gezmond and secretly met up with her a few times in the past

Bam!

his hand onto

you just say? Repeat

assistant was promptly taken

was a perceptive individual, so he instantly surmised that his words weren't appropriate upon seeing that his employer had flown off his handle. Quickly changing his tune, he said, “It was Rose, a celebrity under LG Corporation. She hates Bailey but can't do anything to her,

a placid voice, “Got it. You're

venturing, “The rumors out there are growing in intensity. Shouldn't you host a press conference to clarify

dismissive

on the swivel chair for a while, he picked up his car key from the desk and

Group, he headed

residence, Lionel was greeted by the sight

the entrance for some time, his resolve regarding the decision he had

come back at this hour, Nell?” Wendy's voice drifted over from the garden, making it clear that she

to Kimberly, “Go into the house first. I've got

I'll leave you two to talk

Lionel fixed his

gaze was sharp, so piercing that it could seemingly penetrate

voice, she queried, “W-Why are you looking at me like that, Lionel? Did

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