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.

merely continued walking. Slowly,

me. Enjoy the love of that beggar husband of yours. As a woman, you should carry on the family line for your husband after marriage. I'll be waiting for the good news of your pregnancy,

you even in

a similar nature drifted into

at Saunders Group, Lionel reclined in his swivel

as day that

The mysterious sugar daddy of the

front page of the newspaper,

moment, his assistant pushed

the person who leaked the news and photo to the media,

“Who was it?”

once won the Oscars for three consecutive years. Besides, she's good friends with Mrs. Gezmond and secretly met

Bam!

his hand onto the desk

you just say?

was promptly taken

changing his tune, he said,

slightly, Lionel replied in a placid

there are growing in intensity. Shouldn't you host a press

said nothing, waving a dismissive hand

he picked up his car key from

he

the sight of Kimberly pruning flowers with Wendy no sooner had he walked

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

Wendy's voice drifted over from the garden, making it clear that

Lionel said to Kimberly, “Go into

to talk and go see

Lionel fixed his

could seemingly penetrate right to

In a trembling voice, she queried, “W-Why are you looking at me like that, Lionel? Did I do something

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