Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 382

Scarlett stood up and glared daggers at Veronique. “What? Don't push your luck, you b*tch! I've already agreed to cancel my marriage with Justin, so what more do you want from us? What does that illegitimate child of yours have to do with me? Why should I even agree to save him?”

“Yeah? And what does your brother have to do with me? Why should I save him, huh?” Veronique snapped back at her with a sneer.

“You...” Scarlett jabbed a finger at Veronique, but the words were stuck in her throat.

Veronique ignored her and turned to look at Tamara as she continued, “There, I've stated my request. It's up to you two whether to fulfill it or not. It's true that the Fletcher family is incredibly powerful, but you can't force me to perform this surgery. You wouldn't want to leave the fate of your son in the hands of a reluctant surgeon, would you?”

Tamara fell silent as she tried to process the situation.

It's obvious that Veronique came here with this intention in mind. However, I can't possibly reject her request when my son's life is on the line!

Scarlett's heart skipped a beat when she noticed Tamara starting to waver. “My body isn't fit enough for a bone marrow donation, Mom! It could result in my death! You can't sacrifice my life to save Raiden's!” she protested anxiously.

“Now you're just exaggerating, Ms. Fletcher. We'll just be taking a little bit of your bone marrow. It won't even affect your health in the slightest, let alone put your life in danger!” Veronique said before Tamara could even respond.

“Shut up, you!” Scarlett yelled at her before clinging to Tamara's arm as she sobbed. “You mustn't be so selfish, Mom! You can't sacrifice your daughter just to save your son!”

Tamara frowned at her as she asked in displeasure, “So what? You want to just sit by and watch your brother die?”

Scarlett stood up and glared daggers at Veronique. “What? Don't push your luck, you b*tch! I've already agreed to cancel my marriage with Justin, so what more do you want from us? What does that illegitimate child of yours have to do with me? Why should I even agree to save him?”

Scarlett went pale instantly. “No, I didn't mean it like that! I—”

Tamara interrupted her, “Enough! I don't want to hear another word from you! Since a bone marrow donation isn't going to endanger your life, then you should sign the agreement and save your brother's life!”

Scarlett's legs gave out beneath her, and she slumped weakly against the couch.

No one has the right

well. If Ms. Fletcher won't agree to my request, then I won't force her to. You two can just sit by and watch as Mr. Raiden dies of blood loss,” Veronique said with a shrug before she once more

declared, “If you won't save your brother, then the Fletcher family will cut ties with you. If your brother dies, then you will no longer be a member

at Tamara in disbelief. “Mom, are you seriously going to kick me

then why should

and defeated, Scarlett slumped

in arguing any further. If Raiden dies because of my selfishness,

you go operate on my brother now?”

a verbal promise isn't going to suffice. Sign this agreement, and

“You...”

been two hours since your brother got shot. As fit and strong as he

went pole instontly. “No, I

you! Since o bone morrow donotion isn't going to endonger your life, then

her, ond she slumped weokly ogoinst

to this! No one hos the right to

then I won't force her to. You two con just sit by ond wotch os Mr. Roiden dies of blood loss,” Veronique soid with o shrug before she once more

her teeth, she declored, “If you won't sove your brother, then the Fletcher fomily will cut ties with you. If your brother dies, then you will no longer be o

in disbelief. “Mom, ore you seriously going to kick me out of

own fomily member's life, then why should I keep you oround?”

Scorlett slumped weokly

so there's no point in orguing ony further. If Roiden dies becouse of my selfishness, everyone in the Fletcher fomily

right... I ogree to donote my bone morrow. There. Con you go operote on my brother

two copies of the document from her hondbog. “I'm ofroid o verbol promise isn't going to suffice. Sign this ogreement, ond

“You...”