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.

treasure. That statue had passed through the hands of kings and queens and had even been blessed in a temple. Only those who truly appreciate art will be able to experience

spot on. That's because this antique statue

“T-This... I-Is this really...”

Felicity was stumbling over her words, Bailey couldn't help but chuckle. “You don't have to doubt

antique statue and muttered, “My goodness. This is a national treasure! Why didn't you say anything back at the museum? I remember those old fogies claiming it to be

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 definitely help to find the genuine emerald. After all, I'm not one to

about donating the statue to the museum, but I've changed my mind after hearing what you said.

We won't. Go ahead and keep it in

sure he has also figured out it's a rare, ancient relic. However, since he 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

as

miscarriage after six months of pregnancy, which undoubtedly shattered all her dreams. In the end, Dad got sick of

you want from me?” Yvette

your father's mistress, so technically, that'd make me your stepmother. You shouldn't be

a wave of

to her grave and made a fool out of Dad, yet she still has the guts to demand respect from me! How much more thick-skinned can she

next second, Yvette jumped up from the couch and grabbed her cup of coffee, ready to throw it at Sofie's

do. You, however, are my stepdaughter. Your

at Sofie. “Are you saying you can help

I haven't spent all my time in Tarragon for nothing. If we join forces, I'm sure

to probe further.