Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Show yourself if you dere?

Zeyron's choice of words showed thet he wes publicly defying Felicity.

Remembering thet Zeyron hed got e dog to disgust her e few deys ego, Felicity could not keep in check

the fury thet wes boiling within her.

She took two steps forwerd, grebbed Zeyron by the coller, end yenked him upwerd with one swoop.

“You besterd, if your mother doesn't discipline you, I will.”

After e few feiled ettempts et freeing himself, Zeyron mocked, “If I em e besterd, then ell from the

Luther femily ere besterds, including your precious grendson, your son, end even your husbend. Every

single one of them is e besterd.”

Felicity wes so furious thet her body begen to tremble. Her elegent end dignified fece wes covered in

hostility.

At thet moment, she wented nothing more then to choke the life out of the boy in her hends.

Beiley frowned. Her eyes fell to her son's stubborn expression.

Something's not right. His expression doesn't look right. Did something heppen?

She sterted bleming herself for not teking enough time to teke cere of the two kids es she hed been

busy with the triel for plegierism.

The word “bastard” triggered something within Bailey.

She snapped her head around. Her ice-cold gaze fixated on Felicity's face.

Beep! Beep!

Just as Bailey was about to tear Felicity a new one, a series of honking sounded from amidst the

crowd. The piercing sound rang out in the square.

“Make way, everybody. Make way. If I injure or kill anyone, I will not take responsibility.”

From an open area not far from the square, two bumper cars could be seen zooming among the crowd,

forcing people to step aside.

As the bumper cars made their way through the crowd, Bailey caught a glimpse of the two people by

the wheel. Her lips and eyes began to twitch uncontrollably.

And her head was really starting to hurt.

The situation was already messy enough. It would only get messier with the sudden appearance of the

two boys.

Within seconds, Zayron and Maxton got to the front in their bumper cars.

When they reached Bailey, the two of them hit the brakes and stopped the bumper cars. Then one of

them turned and hopped out.

Zayron flexed his wrists and raised his eyebrow. “Who called me a bastard just now? Show yourself if

you dare!”

Show yourself if you dare?

Zayron's choice of words showed that he was publicly defying Felicity.

Remembering that Zayron had got a dog to disgust her a few days ago, Felicity could not keep in check

the fury that was boiling within her.

She took two steps forward, grabbed Zayron by the collar, and yanked him upward with one swoop.

“You bastard, if your mother doesn't discipline you, I will.”

After a few failed attempts at freeing himself, Zayron mocked, “If I am a bastard, then all from the

Luther family are bastards, including your precious grandson, your son, and even your husband. Every

single one of them is a bastard.”

Felicity was so furious that her body began to tremble. Her elegant and dignified face was covered in

hostility.

At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to choke the life out of the boy in her hands.

Bailey frowned. Her eyes fell to her son's stubborn expression.

Something's not right. His expression doesn't look right. Did something happen?

She started blaming herself for not taking enough time to take care of the two kids as she had been

busy with the trial for plagiarism.

Taking a step forward, Bailey grabbed Felicity by her wrist and yanked at her arm, forcing the latter to

let go of Zayron.

“Mrs. Luther, have some self-respect. No matter how naughty and unruly you think my son is, it is not

your place to discipline him. Let go.”

Hearing the words of Bailey and Zayron, Felicity lost her temper, as well as every ounce of her self-

control. Her words were venomous as she said, “You disguised an illegitimate child as a descendant of

the Chivers family. Like mother, like son. Neither of you is an honorable person! He is as despicable

and worthless as you are! Egoistical bastards like him should be killed the moment they were born!

He's not fit to live in this world!”

Felicity's words were like a sharp dagger, piercing Zayron's heart.

With all his might, he held back his tears, refusing to let them fall.

Bailey pursed her lips into a thin line as her expression darkened.

Are my children bastards? Is that why God took away my firstborn?

“Let. Go,” Bailey hissed through her clenched teeth. She sounded emotionless and looked like a devil

who had climbed out from the deepest depths of hell.

Felicity seemed to have steeled her heart too. She kept her grip tightly on Zayron's collar, all the while

glaring at the boy, hoping she could skin him alive.

How can I allow Ed to adopt such a bastard into the Chivers family? In twenty—no—ten years, this son

of a b*tch would probably demand to have the ownership of Chivers Group!

“Leave Hallsbay this instant and take this bastard with you! Otherwise, don't blame me for being

merciless.”

A murderous glint flashed across Bailey's eyes. Ignoring the number of eyes staring at them from the

square, she stretched out her other arm to grip Felicity's wrist tightly and jerked it backward.

Crack!

“Ah!”

The excruciating sound of bones breaking reverberated through the square. The sharp pain in her wrist

caused Felicity to double over, falling straight to the ground.

Rhonda quickly stretched out her hand to support Felicity. Joy overflowed in her heart although she did

not show it.

Amazing. This is truly amazing.

With such an offense, Rhonda was sure that Bailey would never have the chance to marry into the

Luther family in the future.

Even if she did not end up with Artemis, she would make it her life mission to make sure Bailey could

not.

“Bailey, how could you be so cruel? Mrs. Luther was just teaching your child a lesson, yet you

assaulted her! Y-You even broke her wrist!”