Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 724

Mortuary?

Just a moment ago, she had suspected that Cameron had gone to the mortuary because the scent of burning paper money emanating from him could only be picked up after visiting such a place. In the city, when someone passes away, their body is typically not kept at home.

Instead, it is sent to a mortuary, where it awaits cremation before being laid to rest in a mausoleum.

So, the scent of sandalwood and paper money is particularly strong there. Cameron had that kind of smell on him, which led her to confidently conclude that he had been to the mortuary.

“I'm Bailey. What brings you to me?”

“Ms. Jefferson, Mr. Jefferson's remains have already been cremated. May I ask when you will be coming to the mortuary to handle the collection procedures? I tried calling Mrs. Jefferson and Ms. Rhonda, but no one answered. Left with no choice, I had to contact you.”

Cremation?

Didn't Zayn say that after seven days at the mortuary, the body would be sent back to the countryside for burial? Why was it suddenly cremated?

“Who arranged for the cremation? Mrs. Jefferson or Ms. Rhonda?” Bailey asked.

“I-I'm afraid we don't know either. You'll have to refer to the relevant department. Our responsibility is only to inform the family and handle the aftermath.”

Bailey thought for a moment and said calmly, “All right, I'll be there right away. Please have all the materials ready.”

“All right.” After hanging up the phone, Bailey felt that the situation was quite strange. She sat in the car in silence for a moment before calling Zayn.

After the call connected, she asked straight to the point, “Was it Beatrice and Rhonda who requested to have my father's remains cremated?”

Zayn didn't respond. He was clearly baffled by her abrupt and confusing question.

After a silence of about twenty to thirty seconds, Zayn's somewhat puzzled voice came through the phone, saying, “Mrs. Jefferson and Ms. Rhonda did not request to have Mr. Jefferson's body cremated. Wasn't it mentioned before? According to his wishes, he is to be buried in his hometown.”

“The mortuary has already cremated the body, and they couldn't get in touch with Beatrice and Rhonda, so they had to call me.”

Zayn was clearly shocked.

“What? They took it upon themselves to cremate the body? I'll go to the mortuary right away and call you back once I get things sorted out.”

Bailey let out a soft hum and said leisurely, “There's no need to contact me anymore. My grievances with the Jefferson family have been settled. Whatever happens to them in the future has nothing to do

with me.”

After saying that, she immediately ended the call.

Click.

The driver's seat door opened, and Zeke bent down to get in. He blurted out, “Who were you talking to on the phone? You sounded quite irritated.”

Bailey didn't bother to explain, but instead asked, “How did your conversation with that guy go? Did he start talking?”

Zeke shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, “Has he ever confessed his feelings to you before? Has he ever persistently pursued you and refused to give up?”

“No.”

Bailey immediately denied it without even thinking. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

She then continued, “Once, we were sworn enemies. He wished nothing more than to poison me, and I longed to stab him to death with a knife. We don't get along, incompatible like water and fire. Have you seen the scar near the corner of his eye? I did that.

“Even if he's interested in me, it's probably just to get back at me and satisfy his twisted thoughts. Love? Ha, that doesn't exist. He just wants to have me in the palm of his hand to avenge an insult.”

Is that really the case?

Zeke shook his head with a bitter smile. He felt that Cameron was quite serious when he made the suggestion for Bailey to kick Artemis. As a man, he could sense the other's feelings. He knew that it wasn't just a pretentious act. The other man genuinely developed feelings for Bailey.

“Come on, as a grown man, can you stop being so mincing? What exactly did that person say to you? Can't you just tell me straight?” Bailey asked. Zeke sighed.

“His stance is firm. If you go to the Yablon residence with him, he will use his skills in poison-crafting to save Veronique.”

Bailey cursed fiercely, “Crazy! Why would I go to the Yablon residence with him? Is it to cause chaos there? If we, who hate each other, come together, won't he be afraid that I might chop him up while he's asleep?”

“I don't know the exact purpose of his request for you to go to the Yablon residence. There must be something strange going on since it happened so suddenly. Since he agreed to come to Hallsbay, it proves that he wants to lend a helping hand.

“This sudden imposition of such a harsh condition seems like a forceful attempt to separate you from Artemis and make you draw a clear line between yourselves.”

A sense of unease welled up in Bailey's heart.

Why did Cameron insist on forcibly separating Bailey from Artemis, making them draw a clear line between each other? Could it be...

“Zeke, help me find out if Cameron went to the Gruidae Mortuary this morning and saw Clarence's body.”

Bailey asked Zeke for his help. Zeke frowned.

“Cameron went to see Clarence's body? Why? Did they know each other?”

Bailey remained silent for a long time before finally saying in a strained voice, “They may not know each other, but if Clarence has been poisoned, it's related to Cameron. As for why... Don't ask too much, just help me investigate.”

Zeke started the car while chuckling, “All right, milady, just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it.”

Bailey then remained silent. ... In the laboratory at Tarragon Headquarters, Henley was observing something in front of a device.

At that moment, the glass door was pushed open, and Holden walked in from outside.

“Dr. Lynch, I contacted Mr. Yablon last night, but he refused to disclose any information about whether Soul Reaper has been stolen or not. Do you have any other methods to confirm—”

Before he could finish speaking, Henley immediately waved his hand to stop him.

“No need to ask him anymore. I'm pretty sure he's been poisoned by Soul Reaper, and it's the one stored in the Yablon residence's restricted area. Not only is the toxin extremely potent, but it's also incurable.”

“What should we do then?”

Holden became agitated, grabbing Henley's arm and asking anxiously, “Is there really no solution? Cameron also said he couldn't solve it. Is this toxin truly incurable?”

Henley's face was filled with a solemn expression as he slowly shook his head.

“There's no solution. When that poison-crafting genius created the poison, even he himself forgot which ingredients he added.

“Later on, he was unable to develop an antidote. Countless people have died from this toxin, including Maerlus, who also fell victim to it.”

Before Holden could speak again, a deep and resonant magnetic voice suddenly came from outside the door.

“Dr. Lynch, are you sure I've been poisoned with Soul Reaper?”

Both of them turned their heads simultaneously, only to see Artemis, who had been there quietly, standing at the doorway, emotionlessly watching them.

“Leader...”

Holden subconsciously wanted to speak. Artemis waved his hand, stopping him. His gaze fell on Henley, quietly waiting for his response.

Henley sighed quietly and nodded.

“There's a ninety-five percent chance, but don't worry. Maerlus has been researching the antidote for Soul Reaper his entire life. Who knows, he might have made some discoveries. Bailey is Maerlus' fellow apprentice, known as Anonymous. You should tell her about this situation and ask her to look through the ancient medical records left by Maerlus. Perhaps she can find some clues.”