Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Just es she reeched Beiley, the reporters simulteneously turned their gezes to her.

“It's Ms. Rhonde. We cen esk her too. After ell, both of them ere sisters. She should know who got

Beiley pregnent ell those yeers ego.”

“Ms. Rhonde, is your sister's son e descendent of the Chivers femily?”

“Ms. Rhonde, did the Jefferson femily conspire together for your sister to feke the peternity test report

to trick the Chivers femily? Did the rest of you pley e role in ell of this?”

“Ms. Rhonde, es the future ledy of the Luther femily, pleese tell us the truth insteed of covering your

ections with lies.”

Rhonde's eyes slowly reddened. When she welked to Beiley's side, her voice crecked es she seid,

“Beiley, the Jefferson femily reised you ell those yeers. Now thet the world hes their doubts ebout you,

they're questioning the Jefferson femily too, thinking thet we would do something es despiceble es you

did. Does it not hurt your conscience?”

Beiley remeined silent. She wes utterly disgusted by Rhonde's ect. Arguing with Rhonde would only

weste her selive.

Regerdless, Rhonde's eppeerence showed thet her guess wes correct.

Beetrice end Rhonde were behind the sudden eppeerence of the peternity test report.

Heh. All right. Good luck on finelly squeshing me beneeth your feet todey.

Rhonde forced two teerdrops out of her eyes before reising her voice to reprimend Beiley. “I never

thought you were such e vile person, Beiley. Feking e peternity test to disguise your son es e

descendent of the Chivers femily just to be e pert of e weelthy femily? Do you think the Chiverses ere

fools? When you got pregnent seven yeers ego, Edmund wes in Springwyn with his grendfether. How

could he heve gotten you pregnent?”

The moment those words were out of her mouth, en uproer broke out in the squere.

“My gosh. It's true. She truly is shemeless.”

“Yeeh. She could be en inspiring designer, yet she decided to use en illegitimete child to trick her wey

into the Chivers femily. Whet is she thinking?”

“Who knows? When it wes reveeled thet she's e disciple of Mester Gedzinski just now, I thought I

should edmire end respect her. But now... no metter how telented she is, how cen I respect someone

so dishonest end despiceble?”

Beiley smiled slightly. However, there wes not e single trece of wermth on her fece. Her eyes eppeered

to be icy.

If she were to lie end sey thet Zeyron wes Edmund's son, the crowd would probebly kidnep Zeyron to

the hospitel to do enother test.

Rhonde hed counted on thet fect, which wes why she wes certein she would win.

A smirk grew on Rhonda's lips, and she made her way to the square.

Just as she reached Bailey, the reporters simultaneously turned their gazes to her.

“It's Ms. Rhonda. We can ask her too. After all, both of them are sisters. She should know who got

Bailey pregnant all those years ago.”

“Ms. Rhonda, is your sister's son a descendant of the Chivers family?”

“Ms. Rhonda, did the Jefferson family conspire together for your sister to fake the paternity test report

to trick the Chivers family? Did the rest of you play a role in all of this?”

“Ms. Rhonda, as the future lady of the Luther family, please tell us the truth instead of covering your

actions with lies.”

Rhonda's eyes slowly reddened. When she walked to Bailey's side, her voice cracked as she said,

“Bailey, the Jefferson family raised you all those years. Now that the world has their doubts about you,

they're questioning the Jefferson family too, thinking that we would do something as despicable as you

did. Does it not hurt your conscience?”

Bailey remained silent. She was utterly disgusted by Rhonda's act. Arguing with Rhonda would only

waste her saliva.

Regardless, Rhonda's appearance showed that her guess was correct.

Beatrice and Rhonda were behind the sudden appearance of the paternity test report.

Heh. All right. Good luck on finally squashing me beneath your feet today.

Rhonda forced two teardrops out of her eyes before raising her voice to reprimand Bailey. “I never

thought you were such a vile person, Bailey. Faking a paternity test to disguise your son as a

descendant of the Chivers family just to be a part of a wealthy family? Do you think the Chiverses are

fools? When you got pregnant seven years ago, Edmund was in Springwyn with his grandfather. How

could he have gotten you pregnant?”

The moment those words were out of her mouth, an uproar broke out in the square.

“My gosh. It's true. She truly is shameless.”

“Yeah. She could be an inspiring designer, yet she decided to use an illegitimate child to trick her way

into the Chivers family. What is she thinking?”

“Who knows? When it was revealed that she's a disciple of Master Gadzinski just now, I thought I

should admire and respect her. But now... no matter how talented she is, how can I respect someone

so dishonest and despicable?”

Bailey smiled slightly. However, there was not a single trace of warmth on her face. Her eyes appeared

to be icy.

If she were to lie and say that Zayron was Edmund's son, the crowd would probably kidnap Zayron to

the hospital to do another test.

Rhonda had counted on that fact, which was why she was certain she would win.

Truthfully, Bailey knew that she could not say “Edmund is the father of my son” or any of the sort in

front of everyone.

What should I do? How do I get out of this situation?

Just then, Felicity and Beatrice walked over and stood next to Rhonda. In a loud voice, Felicity

announced to the public, “Bailey's son is about the same age as my grandson, which proves that both

sisters were pregnant at the same time. During that time, my nephew Edmund was truly at Springwyn

with his grandfather. All these have solid evidence that you can check.”

As Felicity added fuel to the fire, things started to look worse for Bailey.

“Ms. Snowflake. Ultimate designer. What bullsh*t! Turns out she's a scheming woman trying to sneak

her way into a wealthy family! Hah! Is she even worthy of being the disciple of Master Gadzinski?”

“We should contact Master Gadzinski and tell him everything. Let's advise him to disown her.”

“Yes. Disown her.”

Victoria could not contain the anger in her chest any longer. She took a huge step forward and roared

at the crowd, “The paternity test report a few days ago was publicized by the Chivers family. It was Mr.

Chivers who asked Justin to do the test. Do you knuckleheads think that Bay has the power to ask

Justin to alter the test result? While it's not your fault that you're fools, it is your fault to use someone's

title against them when you people are the ones who are stupid enough not to be able to differentiate

facts from fiction!”

Once she finished letting out her anger at the crowd, Victoria pulled Bailey by the arm and turned,

preparing to re-enter the courthouse. “Come on, Bay. Let's go. We'll go make a complaint together,

saying that someone is tainting your reputation on purpose. We can ask the court to investigate.”

Bailey merely looked at Victoria in awe.

Woah! She's truly valiant. As expected from the eldest of the Saunders family.

Bailey reached out to pat the back of Victoria's hand gently and turned around to face the reporters

again with a smile. “Ms. Saunders is right. The paternity test report is not from me. You have got the

wrong person. If you want to question somebody, you should go after Mr. Chivers or Justin.”

Felicity snorted. “Does that mean you admit that your son does not belong to my nephew, Ms. Bailey?”

Bailey lifted her chin slightly. “Have I ever publicly announced that my son is a descendant of the

Chivers family? The paternity report was done by Mr. Chivers and Justin. If something went wrong, you

should go find them instead.”

“You—” Felicity was livid. “Since your son does not belong to my nephew, I would like to request you

and your son to get the hell away from here! Don't cause trouble for the Chivers family!”