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.

and queens and had even been blessed in a temple. Only those who truly appreciate

your imagination. Everything you've heard and smelled is spot on. That's because this antique statue

“T-This... I-Is this really...”

over her words, Bailey couldn't help but chuckle.

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 fake, so

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 definitely help to find the genuine emerald.

mind cleared up in an instant. “Earlier, I was still thinking about donating the statue to the museum, but I've changed my mind after hearing what you said. I do have one concern,

shook her head firmly. “Don't worry. We won't. Go ahead and

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

Yvette narrowed her eyes as she coldly scrutinized the middle-aged lady in front

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

do you want from me?” Yvette

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

hearing that, Yvette felt a wave

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 guts to demand respect

couch and grabbed her cup of coffee, ready to

Luther. He's the golden child, but since I don't have a daughter, there's nothing much I can do. You, however, are my stepdaughter. Your father had done a lot for me in the past, and helping you

and peered at Sofie. “Are you saying you can help get me married to

“I'll have you know I haven't spent all my time in Tarragon

Yvette decided to probe further. “What