Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 733

Yolanda tightly gripped her phone.

“What clues are you talking about? Let's hear it.”

“Some people have seen Bailey performing hypnosis. No, it's not exactly hypnosis; it's more like a dream-tailoring skill. So, I'm guessing Bailey might be the top hypnotist, Ethereal.”

“Bailey Jefferson...” Yolanda murmured these two words softly.

This person is internationally renowned. Her fame is so great that it struck my ears like the roar of thunder.

“Are you talking about that Bailey Jefferson from Hallsbay?” Yolanda asked.

“Exactly, it's that Bailey. She has countless high-profile identities. In her own words, she is Snowflake, the designer, and Anonymous, the renowned doctor. So why can't Ethereal, the hypnotist, be her as well?”

Yolanda's fingers trembled slightly as she held her phone, her nails turning a faint white.

“Look into it thoroughly for me. I must find out if Bailey is indeed Ethereal. If it is, then things won't end so easily between us.”

“Yes.” As soon as the call ended, there was a knock on the door. Yolanda got up and walked over and opened the door, then saw that it was a housekeeper from the Fletcher family whom she had bribed.

“What's the matter?” asked Yolanda.

“Ms. Gibson, I have important news to report. It's not convenient to talk here.”

Yolanda reached out and pulled the housekeeper into the room.

“Go ahead. What's the matter?”

The housekeeper lowered her voice and said, “Mr. Raiden doesn't plan to let you perform hypnotherapy on Mr. Fletcher. It's because he has invited Bailey, who is also knowledgeable about hypnosis.”

A sinister expression appeared on Yolanda's face.

It's Bailey again...

“Are you sure that woman knows hypnosis?”

“Absolutely. When Mr. Raiden was talking to Mrs. Fletcher, he specifically mentioned it. However, Mrs. Fletcher didn't agree, saying that she only allows you to treat Mr. Fletcher. But Mr. Raiden seems to like Bailey, so he might just go ahead with it, anyway.”

Yolanda's pupils slightly contracted twice, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

“What did you say? Does Raiden like Bailey? Are you sure you didn't get it wrong?”

The housekeeper was startled by Yolanda's suddenly raised voice and quickly nodded, saying, “I-I didn't. Many people in our country know about this. It's normal that you haven't heard of it since you just returned. Mr. Raiden truly likes Bailey and even has the idea of marrying no one but her. This is the reason Mrs. Fletcher hates Bailey so much.” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Yolanda sneered menacingly, her face contorted.

“Well played, Bailey! Well played, Ethereal! Not only did you steal my dream-tailoring skill, but you're also pestering the man I like. I will fight you till my last breath.”

Yolanda had always hated Ethereal. Over the years, Yolanda had been searching for that despicable woman. Yolanda's plan was to find Ethereal, then bribe a few top-notch assassins to kill Ethereal, finally putting an end to the hatred in her heart.

Now that Yolanda found out that Bailey was very likely to be Ethereal, and knowing how deeply Raiden loved Bailey, how could Yolanda not feel hatred?

“When will Bailey arrive in Hallsbay?”

“I'm not sure, but it should be within these few days. After all, Mr. Fletcher's illness can't be delayed any longer.” Yolanda sneered.

Perfect timing! If she truly is Ethereal, then let's settle both new and old grudges together.

Cameron spent three days concocting several types of toxins.

Inside the laboratory, Bailey squinted at the several porcelain bottles in front of her and asked with a

frown, “Which one do you think is more suitable?”

Cameron didn't speak. He took a report from the printer and handed it to her.

“All the toxin's ingredients are listed there. You're knowledgeable about toxins. Besides, you've studied cancer cells before and even developed anticancer drugs. Take a look.”

Bailey reached out to take the report, carefully reading through it. This concerned Veronique's life; there could be no room for carelessness.

Cameron took advantage of Bailey's distraction and tentatively asked, “Bailey, can you detoxify Soul Reaper?”

If she could do it, then I should just let her detoxify Artemis. It’s true that I like this arrogant, domineering, and conceited woman. Also, I want to take her back to become my wife. However, taking advantage of Artemis is not a noble victory. Rather than resorting to such despicable means, I prefer to compete fairly with Artemis.

Bailey thought it was just a casual question and replied nonchalantly, “My master, Grandmaster Maerlus, spent most of his life researching the Soul Reaper poison. But ultimately, he passed away with regrets, having achieved nothing. As his disciple, do you think I could surpass my master?”

After hearing her ambiguous response, Cameron couldn't help but frown and ask, “So, can you detoxify it or not?”

Bailey shook her head.

“I can't. So please keep a close eye on that poison of yours and make sure it doesn't spread and harm others. By the way, why do you suddenly ask about this?”

At this point, she slightly narrowed her eyes and gave him a sinister look before continuing, “Could it be that Soul Reaper has spread?” Cameron sneered, “Am I really that bad?”

“Fair enough. If you can't even guard a bottle of poison, you might as well die. Don't embarrass yourself in front of me.”

Cameron was rendered speechless. A hint of gloom flickered across his eyes.

She said she can't detoxify it, so I guess she really can’t. Telling her about Artemis' situation would only cause her to meddle in the matter blindly, so it's better to keep it a secret.

Bailey focused all her attention on the report in her hand. Seeing that Cameron remained silent, she pointed to one of the toxins listed on the report.

“Let's use this one.”

Cameron raised his eyebrows.

“I chose this one too, it seems that great minds think alike.” Bailey couldn't help but chuckle.

“I'm just tricking you. I choose the one below. Do we still think alike now?” Once again, Cameron was at a loss for words.

This woman...

Cameron couldn't help but laugh. After letting out a light sigh, he said, “First, inject her with the other type of cancer cells. About ten days later, I'll inject the toxin. Whether this toxin can devour both types of cancer cells depends on her luck. After all, people with cancer rarely survive. We're essentially snatching someone from the clutches of Grim Reaper, so we can only let nature take its course.”

Bailey walked out with the carefully chosen toxin in hand, saying as she went, “As long as it's not the Yablon family's Soul Reaper, I can give anything else a try. My master spent most of his life researching the antidote, and finally came to a conclusion—there is no cure for Soul Reaper, which is why it is known as The Enigma.”

Upon hearing that, Cameron remained silent. After Bailey left, Cameron took out his phone and sent a text message to Artemis:

I originally wanted a fair competition, but it seems like fate is not on your side. I just asked Bailey, and she said there's no antidote to Soul Reaper. So, please do me a favor and die outside. Don't come back and bring harm to her anymore. I'm sure you wouldn't want to see her die for you, either.

A moment later, Artemis replied with a text message:

You're right. I won't let her sacrifice herself for me. So, watch your mouth and don't tell her. When the time comes, play along with me in this act, and I'll make her let go.

Artemis was truly a ruthless and heartless man who acted swiftly and decisively, with no hesitation. However, this was the person Cameron admired, who was the head of Luther Group and the Leader of Tarragon. Only a man who could adapt and make choices with moderation deserved the love of Bailey.

That morning, Bailey injected another type of cancer cell into Veronique.

Inside the ward, Bailey looked at Veronique, who was unconscious on the bed, and said to Justin, “I need to go to Dellmoor tomorrow. Remember to keep an eye on her condition at all times. If anything unusual happens, call me immediately.”