Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 837

Chapter 837 Not Only Am I Alive

Gerald had discussed it with his wife, and they decided that Sofie could not die for the time being.

If she were to die, Bailey's wish to avenge Artemis would also be fulfilled.

Once that happened, Bailey would probably die alongside his son.

He was a man, so his emotions were often not as intense as those of a woman's.

But she was the mother of his grandchildren, and he did want his grandsons and granddaughter to lose both their parents at a young age.

Hence, he was still going to do it despite knowing that it would be cruel of him.

Only by protecting Sofie and igniting the flame of revenge in her could he keep her alive instead of watching helplessly as she took her own life.

After a moment of silence, the man in black cautiously said, “Sofie has Mr. Lowe's wife in her hands. He's being blackmailed and will turn off all defenses at the headquarters when the time comes to allow her to attack unimpeded. However, I reckon Bailey must have promised him that she would rescue Ms. Hoffman. So, I'm guessing this is a trap they've set for her. Once she leads everyone into Tarragon, Holden will spring the trap and capture them all.”

Gerald nodded.

That was pretty much what he had guessed.

Indeed, the power in Sofie's hands needed to be dismantled so she would not have the ability to stir up trouble anymore.

But she could not die yet.

“Figure out a way to save her.”

The breathing of the man in black suddenly turned heavy.

Through the moonlight spilling down from above, a trace of surprise could vaguely be seen flittering across his face.

“Did you misspeak, or did I mishear you, Mr. Luther?”

Gerald narrowed his eyes at the man, his voice cold and detached. “You heard me right, and I didn't misspeak. I want you to figure out a way to save Sofie.”

“But she poisoned Mr. Artemis, and he died because of her.”


Gerald waved a hand, saying somewhat impatiently, “You don't need to know my reasons. Just do as I say. Do everything in your power to save Sofie, then bring her to me. Understood?”

The man in black dared not question his employer any further. He nodded and said, “I will do my utmost best.”

“All right, go and make plans.”

Meanwhile, Sofie and the Dominic engaged in a fierce battle in the forest at the foot of the mountain.

For two consecutive days, the sounds of gunfire rang out incessantly in the dense primeval forest.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the mountain stream, so intense that even the animals in the mountain sensed the aura of death and all scattered and fled.

The two days were a torment for Bailey.

Unable to advance or retreat, she could only stay on the mountaintop, constantly inhaling the pervasive stench of blood.

There were several times when Artemis wanted to start the private jet to send her away, but she always stopped him.

Right then, Dominic and Sofie's men were at the foot of the mountain. If they abruptly started the private jet, it would alert the two parties to their presence.

After planning for so long and arriving at that critical juncture, they could not give up simply because she could not stand the stench of blood.

In the blink of an eye, two days flew past. The fierce battle between the two parties was drawing to an end.

As expected, Dominic was steadily losing ground. Four-fifths of his men had been killed, and the remainder ended up chased all over the mountain by Sofie's men.

Some chickened out and wanted to escape but ended up being wiped out by Ken, who was guarding the perimeter. Not a single one was left.

On a cliff in the northeast, Dominic and dozens of his remaining assassins charged up the hillside.

From his vantage point, he could clearly see men in black surging toward him in all directions.

“The tide has turned, and it's impossible to reverse it now. Verily, there's nothing to be done. It seems that God really wants to end me. He truly wants me dead.”

As he spoke, two trails of tears slowly trickled down his cheeks.

Beside him, a high-ranking subordinate prompted in a quivering voice, “M-Mr. Doyle, we have no way out now. Should we... surrender?”

Dominic was furious. He kicked the man's calf, forcing him to kneel down.

“I'm warning you all that there's no surrendering. Nobody is allowed to surrender. Even if it means dying, we must—”

Before he could finish speaking, countless whooshing sounds suddenly filled the air.

“Enemy attack! Be on guard!” someone warned loudly at the side.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

In just a brief moment, all the assassins had fallen to the ground, dead.

Their foreheads were pierced by silver needles, killed with a single strike.

Dominic was so frightened that he collapsed onto the ground. He scanned his surroundings warily, bellowing, “Who's there? Who's playing tricks? Show yourself!”

“Old geezer, you're already at a ripe old age, yet your voice is still so loud, huh? Why, are you so worried that Sofie wouldn't know you're here, thus eagerly leading her over?”

Dominic abruptly turned around.

Once he made out the person who was speaking, his pupils began to constrict violently as though he had suffered a tremendous blow.

“I-It's you? B-Bailey, you, you... you're actually still alive?”
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