Super Mommy and Her Triplets

At the end of the day, Zoey's main goal was to get that document from her.

Sofie looked at the palm spread out in front of her. With narrowed eyes, she said, “I can give you the document, but you have to save my life.”

Zoey furrowed her brows.

The poison within them could only be neutralized by Kurt. The only bargaining chip to obtain the antidote was the confidential document in the hands of Sofie.

In other words, she must hand over the document to Kurt to get the antidote.

But if she were to hand over the document to that scoundrel, how would she be able to lure Bailey into her trap?

If she couldn't teach Bailey a lesson, wouldn't all she had endured be in vain?

“The poison in your body was meticulously concocted by Kurt. It's not something that just anyone can neutralize. You're asking the impossible.”

Upon hearing this, Sofie gave a mysterious smile and said lightly, “You mentioned that ordinary people couldn't cure it, but what about those who are proficient in the art of poison? For instance, Mr. Yablon or the Poison Lady, Blaze? I believe they should have a way to neutralize this poison, right?”

Zoey gritted her teeth. This woman's will to live sure is strong. Regardless, I have no choice but to follow her instructions and do as she says. Otherwise, I can forget about getting that confidential document.

“All right, it's a deal. Can you hand over the document to me now?”

Sofie shook her head with a smile. “If I hand over the document to you now, it'll be like I'm signing my own death warrant. Do you really think your mother would do something as foolish and ridiculous as this?”

Zoey clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth as she asked, “What else do you want?”

Sofie shrugged leisurely and said, “I know the guards here are all Kurt's dogs. First, figure out a way to rescue me. Let's break free from Kurt's control, and then we can plan for other things. What do you think?”

Zoey fell into deep thought.

She was certain the document was not in the mansion.

and then be allowed to slip away unnoticed, she would definitely go to retrieve those

needed to do was to

she nodded and said, “All right, for the sake of our mother-daughter relationship, I will do it. I'm saving you this time as a repayment for the favor of giving

lowered her head in silence, a calculating glint flashing in

long as she could escape from there, she would find a way to break

mingled internationally for so many years, she knew quite a few poison-crafting experts. She refused

long as one had money, there was nothing in this world that couldn't

before anything else, she must

Zoey

I can't figure out what's on her mind? How ridiculous. I will show her through actions what it means

base, a housekeeper walked into the guest room

the room. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she casually closed the

Aisley, I'm here to assist you on behalf of Mrs. Lockett. Don't be

the housekeeper a once-over, she asked in a low voice, “Has

she was carrying onto the table. Then, she took out a small, delicate

you. She also asked me to

she finished speaking, she unscrewed the top of the sprayer and took out a tiny piece of paper

the parasitic fragrance within Catherine's daughter's body. It was meticulously prepared by Eunice. If you're lucky, you might just get what you want in one fell swoop, and that little girl will

crumpled up the note and stuffed it into

woman to find a solution

slowly drifted downward, settling on the bottle in

person's life? But since that old woman meticulously prepared

Eunice had been going against Catherine

world, there was no one who wished more fervently than her for Catherine and her daughter to be

mother that as soon as a good opportunity presents itself, I will

“Yes.”

across from

the same page with her. Moreover, she's an expert in the art of perfumery, and she sprinkles flower pollen on me whenever she wants. We are simply not on the same level. If she doesn't want me to get close to her, I'm completely at a loss. Why don't you be a good Samaritan and help me win her

the card on the coffee table, holding