Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 477

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Luther residence, Bailey raised her brow and smiled at Felicity. “I've got something good for you.”

With that, she pulled out the antique statue from her shopping bag and placed it on the table.

As a fervent art collector, Felicity was appalled to see that Bailey had kept such a delicate statue in a flimsy bag. “Don't ever do that again! That's very disrespectful! You ought to treat art pieces with more care.”

Bailey, however, only found the situation highly amusing.

I show my love for art through actions, not words. I wouldn't have picked it out from that heap of trash if I hadn't cared about it.

“Go on. Check it out. I assure you it's a treasure.”

Despite her skepticism, Felicity took the magnifying glass from her butler and began inspecting the statue.

After a while, her expression slid into a frown. “Well, I don't see any difference between this and other ceramic statues. That said, it's still a beautiful piece of art, and we ought to treasure it.”

Bailey shook her head. “Take a closer look. If you still can't tell it's special, I can only say you don't have a keen eye for art.”

Upon hearing that, Felicity gave a short, exasperated laugh. “Oh, you and your sharp tongue. Fine. I shall have another look. You'd better not be pulling my leg, though. Otherwise, I'll give you a few good smacks.”

Moments later, Felicity finally turned to Bailey with a look of astonishment on her face. “Bay, am I imagining things? Why do I hear harp music and choral singing? I seem to be smelling frankincense too...”

Bailey curled her lips into a smile.

the hands of kings and queens and had even been blessed in a temple.

not your imagination. Everything you've heard and smelled is spot on. That's because this antique statue has an incredible history behind

“T-This... I-Is this really...”

help but chuckle. “You don't

national treasure! Why didn't you say anything back at the museum? I remember those old fogies claiming it to be fake, so why didn't you

been able to keep the statue for myself?” Bailey quipped as she arched her brows. “In any case, please don't start preaching to me. All I care about is my family. Besides, what's truly beneficial to the country isn't this antique statue but the red emerald. Now that I have the former in my possession, I'll

changed my mind after hearing what you said. I

head firmly. “Don't worry. We won't. Go ahead and keep it in the

didn't stop me, I shall take it as a tacit acquiescence on his part. Ha! It's not like he has a choice, anyway. He asked me for help, so why shouldn't

a coffee shop, Yvette narrowed her eyes as she coldly

assume the role of my mother. Thankfully, she got what she deserved. She had a miscarriage after six months of pregnancy, which undoubtedly shattered all her dreams. In the end, Dad got sick of her and even paid to have

want from me?” Yvette finally

be your father's mistress, so technically, that'd make me

a wave of fury crashing

a shameless sl*t! She was the one who drove Mom to her grave and made a fool out of Dad, yet she still has

the couch and grabbed her cup of coffee, ready to throw it

He's the golden child, but since I don't have a daughter, there's nothing much I can do. You,

peered at Sofie. “Are you saying you can help

spent all my time in Tarragon for nothing. If we join forces, I'm sure we'll

to probe further. “What do you