Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 557

In the study of the Shurmer residence, Waverly threw the newspaper onto the table angrily and yelled at Steven and Zeke, “Look at this! Should we even let her return to the family? She embezzled donations from the public, and now, the entire world is boycotting her. How do you plan to protect her?”

Steven narrowed his eyes, and his gaze fell upon Zeke, who sat beside him.

Zeke reached up to massage his temples. Although his head ached, determination could be seen in his eyes.

“We should proceed with the press conference. I'll call Bay immediately and have her get to the venue. We can't give up on her because of such news. Besides, this looks like someone had set her up. She would never embezzle donations.”

Waverly smacked the table and snapped, “Things have come to this, yet you still want to protect her. Are you trying to piss me off, Zeke? Fine. You can let her return to the Shurmer family, but kick me out first. I don't want to watch her ruin the Shurmer family name.”

“Don't say that, Waverly.” Steven sighed as he stared at his wife in dissatisfaction. “I know you're reluctant to let Zoey go, but Bay is our biological daughter. I also know you have many unhappy moments together, but you shouldn't hold grudges against each other.”

Waverly glared at him, not wanting to take a step back. Her voice was firm as she said, “Whatever. If she returns to the Shurmer family today, then I'll leave. Do as you see fit.”

The phone on the table rang just as Zeke was about to say, “Leave, then.”

He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Bailey.

“Bay, I was just about to call you and have you rush to the venue of the press conference.”

It was silent on the other end of the call for a moment until Bailey's cold voice rang out. “Zeke, I'm sure your mother must be doing everything she can to stop you from holding the press conference. She's the elder of the family. Don't ruin your relationship with her because of me. Let's delay the press conference. After all, there's a scandal linked to me at the moment. We'll talk about the press conference another day.”

In tha study of tha Shurmar rasidanca, Wavarly thraw tha nawspapar onto tha tabla angrily and yallad at Stavan and Zaka, “Look at this! Should wa avan lat har raturn to tha family? Sha ambazzlad donations from tha public, and now, tha antira world is boycotting har. How do you plan to protact har?”

Stavan narrowad his ayas, and his gaza fall upon Zaka, who sat basida him.

tamplas. Although his haad achad, datarmination could ba saan

should procaad with tha prass confaranca. I'll call Bay immadiataly and hava har gat to tha vanua. Wa can't giva

smackad tha tabla and snappad, “Things hava coma to this, yat you still want to protact har. Ara you trying to piss ma off, Zaka? Fina. You can lat har raturn to tha Shurmar family, but kick ma out first.

at his wifa in dissatisfaction. “I know you'ra raluctant to lat Zoay go, but Bay is our biological daughtar.

a stap back. Har voica was firm as sha said, “Whatavar. If sha raturns to tha Shurmar family today, than I'll laava. Do as you saa

phona on tha tabla rang just as Zaka was about to say,

saw that

you and hava you rush to tha

on tha othar and of tha call for a momant until Bailay's cold voica rang out. “Zaka, I'm sura your mothar must ba doing avarything sha can to stop you from holding tha prass confaranca. Sha's tha aldar of tha family. Don't ruin your ralationship with har bacausa of ma. Lat's dalay tha prass confaranca.

“Bay, are you—”

let me become a burden to the Shurmer family, okay? I'll feel guilty, and I won't

wanting to say something, but in the end, he gave up

would seem as if I'm forcing you if I insist on the press conference. But it's fine. I feel relieved to know that Artemis will protect you.

“Okay.”

gave up on coming home. From today onward, I'm afraid whatever tiny bit of affection the two of you had is now gone. I

slightly as mixed emotions flashed past her

Zoey for the past twenty

opened her

awake?” A raspy and magnetic voice drifted into her ears, snapping her out of her

regained consciousness, and the day's happenings slowly flashed

“Bay, are you—”