Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 366

Rhonda was lying in the car seat with her eyes closed.

As Beatrice looked at her daughter's pale face and the blue and black bruises that encircled her neck, she slowly tightened her fist.

Bailey... That wretched b*tch. I swear I will end her one of these days. No, I want to chuck her to twenty men and have her experience what it is like to be ruined.

“Linda, call two female housekeepers over and help Rhonda back to her room. Call for the family doctor to check up on her as well.”

“Yes, Ma'am.”

“Ms. Shurmer, can we talk in private?”

“Okay.”

The two left the Luther residence and went to the artificial lake.

Halfway along the journey, Beatrice started the conversation. “Ms. Shurmer, now that we have the same enemy, I have a proposal to make. As long as you get rid of Bailey for me, I will never tell another soul the secret of your parentage. How's that?”

Zoey smirked. “I'm totally fine with that. After all, Bailey is my biggest stumbling block and, ultimately, someone I want to see gone. I'll find ways to get rid of her even if you didn't say the word.”

“Good. I like that straightforward attitude of yours. Call me if you need me. I'll do everything I can to help you.”

“Deal.”

At Shurmer Group, in the underground parking lot, Zeke had just gotten out of the elevator and was heading toward his car when a slender figure dashed out and blocked his way.

“Zeke! Why are you avoiding me? Is a grown man like you scared of my advances?”

Zeke could feel a headache coming as he put a palm over his forehead. After an exasperated sigh, he looked at the little girl in front of him. “Ms. Juliana, I have told you again and again that I have a fiancée, and we're about to be engaged. Please, can't you do me a favor and forget about me?”

“She's not your fiancée.” Lifting her head to stare at him, she enunciated her next words clearly. “I did some digging. You have never acknowledged her as your fiancée and never thought of marrying her. You're just using her as an excuse.”

A cold glint flashed in Zeke's eyes. He could feel that his patience was running out.

“Juliana, I reiterate. We are not compatible. Leaving the matter of whether I have a fiancée aside, our statuses and family backgrounds are very different. Please don't bother me anymore, or I'm going to get sick and tired of your face.”

With that, he promptly avoided her and started walking toward the cars.

Juliana didn't chase after him. As she stared at his back, she shouted, “To avoid inconveniencing Master, I have broken all ties with her. Zeke, you do know how determined I am to win your heart. It's okay if you don't like me back. I like you, and that's enough for me.”

Rhonda was lying in the car seat with her eyes closed.

Zeke halted in his tracks. After pausing for about three seconds, he started walking again.

His treatment toward her was still the same as ever. He would never give her any hope.

The spark in Juliana's eyes dimmed as she watched him leave without looking back.

Despite that, she didn't plan on giving up.

Over the years, she learned many things from her master, including determination and perseverance.

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