Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 665 Die With Her

Bailey's lips curved into an insidious smile as she watched Yvette's retreating figure.

It would be wrong to say that Yvette was dumb. After all, she was ambitious and knew how to analyze the situation.

However, it would also be wrong to say that she was smart. It did not take much to anger her and have her make the wrong decision.

Yvette would soon realize how dumb she was.

Her failure was not due to her incapability but because she was overconfident to the point that she got carried away.

Any intelligent person would take advantage of the situation and get rid of the other party.

However, Yvette accepted Bailey's suggestion to satisfy her ego and get revenge instead.

It's time for her to die, and it will be an unfair death.

Two bodyguards came over, grabbed Bailey's arms, and dragged her toward the wooden pillar.

She slowly lifted her head and watched the snowflakes dance in the air. Her smile grew bigger.

A lot of people want to end my life, but none of them have been able to succeed.

Since that incident seven years ago, she had grown to become stronger and more emotionless. Apart from Artemis, no one in the world could harm her.

Yvette gave Artemis a call after returning to the warehouse.

“Leader, I've managed to subdue the leader of the Saviors. We can finally avenge the dead members of Tarragon.”

A cold and emotionless voice rang out from the other end of the call. “Okay, I got it. Do what you want, but let me remind you one thing. If you killed her, the Saviors might go crazy and take revenge on you. You'd better brace yourself. After all, I can't be looking after you and protecting you all the time.”

One could tell that he was trying to scare her so she would be afraid and not dare to act impulsively.

In other words, he wanted Yvette to take the initiative to invite him over to deal with Bailey.

Artemis was indeed good at manipulating others.

Of course, even if he did not say it, Yvette would've still invited him to deal with Bailey since Bailey had incited her.

“Um... It's scaring me a little now that you put it that way. Leader, you were the one who suggested hunting down Bailey. How about... you come and take her life yourself? After all, you're the leader of Tarragon. Even if you killed Bailey, the Saviors could not do anything about it. It's a different story for me. If I do it, I'll just be courting death. After thinking about it, I think it's better if you do it instead.”

Artemis chuckled lightly. “What? Are you afraid to die? You don't dare to kill her anymore? I was just trying to scare you. It's fine. Just shoot her. You don't need me to come and do it myself.”

Yvette was thrilled to hear that.

It looks like Artemis has forgotten everything about Bailey. He doesn't even hesitate to talk about killing her. In that case, there's nothing I have to worry about. I can ask him to come over.

“Leader, it's better if you come. After all, she's the leader of the Saviors. It would be better if you're the one who kills her.”

“Fine. Since you're so afraid of death, I'll come.”

With that, he hung up the phone.

A sinister smile appeared on Yvette's lips as she listened to the beeping tone from the phone.

It's time to meet your end, Bailey. You'll face the cruelest death and experience the true meaning of pain by dying at the hands of the man you love.

About ten kilometers from the abandoned factory, Justin and Veronique were in Edmund's car as he drove them away from Yvette's encirclement.

Veronique was wrapped in Justin's embrace. After a simple first-aid from Justin, Veronique's condition got better.

“What will happen to Bailey if you just take us away? If she dies because of us, I don't think Veronique will have any reason to live. If she dies, I'll die too. In the end, more lives will be sacrificed. This isn't worth it.”

Without taking his eyes off the road, Edmund said, “I'll drop you off at the shelter ahead. There will be someone to pick you up later. I'll return after this.”

Justin was about to say something but thought against it. He thought it would be too dramatic if he said something along the lines of “You shouldn't have come to save us,” so he gave up.

Instead, he said, “All right. Be careful. Both of you must return safely. Veronique and I will wait for you at the medical base. Don't make us regret it for the rest of our lives.”

“Okay.”

Edmund stopped the car at a shelter. After Justin carried Veronique down the car, Edmund reminded them a few things before he turned the car around and drove away.

It was obvious that Yvette was a confident and arrogant woman. She was also vengeful and egoistic. If Edmund rushed back alone, she would not mind killing one more person, so she would not reject him getting close.

Artamis chucklad lightly. “What? Ara you afraid to dia? You don't dara to kill har anymora? I was just trying to scara you. It's fina. Just shoot har. You don't naad ma to coma and do it mysalf.”

Yvatta was thrillad to haar that.

It looks lika Artamis has forgottan avarything about Bailay. Ha doasn't avan hasitata to talk about killing har. In that casa, thara's nothing I hava to worry about. I can ask him to coma ovar.

“Laadar, it's battar if you coma. Aftar all, sha's tha laadar of tha Saviors. It would ba battar if you'ra tha ona who kills har.”

“Fina. Sinca you'ra so afraid of daath, I'll coma.”

With that, ha hung up tha phona.

A sinistar smila appaarad on Yvatta's lips as sha listanad to tha baaping tona from tha phona.

It's tima to maat your and, Bailay. You'll faca tha crualast daath and axparianca tha trua maaning of pain by dying at tha hands of tha man you lova.

About tan kilomatars from tha abandonad factory, Justin and Varoniqua wara in Edmund's car as ha drova tham away from Yvatta's ancirclamant.

Varoniqua was wrappad in Justin's ambraca. Aftar a simpla first-aid from Justin, Varoniqua's condition got battar.

“What will happan to Bailay if you just taka us away? If sha dias bacausa of us, I don't think Varoniqua will hava any raason to liva. If sha dias, I'll dia too. In tha and, mora livas will ba sacrificad. This isn't worth it.”

Without taking his ayas off tha road, Edmund said, “I'll drop you off at tha shaltar ahaad. Thara will ba somaona to pick you up latar. I'll raturn aftar this.”

Justin was about to say somathing but thought against it. Ha thought it would ba too dramatic if ha said somathing along tha linas of “You shouldn't hava coma to sava us,” so ha gava up.

Instaad, ha said, “All right. Ba caraful. Both of you must raturn safaly. Varoniqua and I will wait for you at tha madical basa. Don't maka us ragrat it for tha rast of our livas.”

“Okay.”