Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 468

Sprawled on the bed, Shirley eagerly shot up upon hearing that.

“Who was it? Who set the fire?”

Gritting her teeth, Zoey hissed, “It was Bailey's two brats. My guess is that she ordered them to do so to ruin your engagement party with my brother and buy time for her disciple.”

Crash!

Another loud crash split the air.

As though having lost her mind, Shirley swept all the ornaments on the bedside table to the ground and roared with hatred, “Bailey! Bailey! I'm going to rip you into a thousand pieces and reduce you to ashes!”

Meanwhile, a sinister smile tugged at Zoey's lips.

Sure enough, that old woman, Sofie, is a scheming b*tch, having perfect control over the minds of others. If she hadn't hinted at me to use this method, I wouldn't have thought of it so quickly.

“Don't worry, Shirley. I'll help you. Not only is that b*tch your enemy, but she's also mine. She spread rumors about her resembling my mother, attempting to use public opinion to drive me mad. Fortunately, my father and brother trust me, feeling that it's wholly absurd that we've been switched. Otherwise, she would've really gotten her way.”

The instant Shirley heard that the baby-switching subject that took the city by storm a few days ago was also Bailey's doing, her fury blazed even hotter. Clenching her jaw, she snarled, “She even offended Scarlett. Now that the Fletcher family has successfully been elected, I'll give Scarlett a call sometime and invite her to Hallsbay to deal with that b*tch together.”

At once, glee showed on Zoey's face. “That's right! There's still Ms. Fletcher. So, don't be mad anymore. We've got all the time in the world, and we'll definitely be able to make Bailey pay with our collective efforts.”

At night, Zayron crawled into the living room.

Indeed, he literally crawled.

Well, there isn't anything I can do since I ended up with such heartless parents, leaving me out in the rain and having me fend for myself for a few hours. This is my only choice. Hah! That bootlicker, Maxton was smart! In the afternoon, he hugged the tyrant's leg and pretentiously wailed for a while before shamelessly passing out on the ground. Taking pity on him, that tyrant saved him. The tyrant then turned and asked whether I knew what I did wrong, but I foolishly said no. After that, no one bothered about me anymore! Argh! When he came home at night, he didn't even pay me any mind. He simply walked right into the living room to enjoy himself with his wife and kids! Hmph! I bet I must have been adopted! That must be it!

living room, the whole Luther family was

for an exceedingly heartwarming

the ground, Zayron keened,

rush over and scoop him up, but a glare from Bailey scared her so

limp on the ground coldly. In a terse voice, she asked, “Do you know what

hotel. If someone had died in the fire, it would've

spiked. “I don't think you've realized what you did

her words, Zayron yanked at his

hell did I do wrong exactly? Isn't she hopping mad because I shouldn't have shown such disregard for innocent

son and looked down at him. In a deep voice, he started, “Max said you started the fire personally. At that time, you were less than a meter away from the fire and almost

shot daggers at Maxton, hissing through gritted teeth, “Who told you to tell them that?

on the back of the head several times. With red-rimmed eyes, she bellowed, “Why on earth did

Zayron knew

risk with my life and terrified her, causing

ground, he reached out and hugged his mother's leg. Weeping, he blubbered, “I'm sorry. This time, I really know what I did wrong. I promise I'll

lifted her arm to hit him a few more times, but when she sensed him all

my warning, Zayron Jefferson. If you get yourself killed, I'll also die with you. Do

I'll never do it

already at his limit, for no sooner had he finished saying that than he went

Bailey hastily bent down

Artemis was a step ahead of her. Scooping Zayron up,

and draw him a hot

“Okay.”

couch,

and vice versa. That's the correct way for parents to educate their children. Don't worry, for every generation is responsible for the next.