Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 734

Justin stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her.

“Going to Dellmoor tomorrow? How are things with Edmund? Can you get away from it all now? I need to take care of Veronique, so I'm afraid I won't be able to focus on him.” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Bailey nodded and said, “He's recovering quite well. We've been using fibroblast growth factor on him these past few days, and his muscles have gradually started to grow back. It's not a big issue. You just need to visit him a few times a day.”

Justin's gaze fell upon Veronique's face, and as he looked at her pale complexion, a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.

“I hope they all can pull through this. At first, I didn't agree with this approach, but now I've come to understand. If we don't try, she's certain to die. If we try, at least there's a glimmer of hope.”

After a moment of silence, Bailey cautiously said, “You should also be on guard against your mother and Scarlett. They are just waiting for Veronique to die so that you can marry Scarlett. If they find out that there's a chance for Veronique to survive, I'm worried they might resort to underhanded tactics. In the end, Veronique might not die from cancer, but rather at their hands.”

Justin nodded and smiled, saying, “You really are thoughtful. Otherwise, they would have found a loophole again. Don't worry. I've got this. I haven't told anyone about injecting cancer cells and toxins, and I won't let anyone know about it. Once everything is settled tonight, I'll deal with Scarlett.”

Bailey suddenly leaned in close to his ear, lowering her voice and said, “Could you please have a few drinks with Cameron tonight and get him drunk? I really don't want to bring such a dangerous person to

Dellmoor.”

Justin couldn't help but give a bitter smile.

He is, after all, the young master of the prestigious poison-crafting family. I'm afraid it won't be easy to bring him down.

“Alright, I'll do my best.” Upon leaving the ward, Bailey received a message from Zayron:

Bailey, Aunt Shirley has already left Hallsbay. Should we tell her about Veikko's whereabouts? It's quite heartbreaking to see her search for him so aimlessly.

Bailey furrowed her brow.

With that young girl's temperament, even if she were to be brought back now, Felicity might not be able to control her. It's possible that after some time, she will sneak out again. It will be better to let her face setbacks outside, and when she loses her patience and determination, she'll probably give up on her own.

She replied:

Whatever you do, don't tell her. Not only should you not say anything, but you also need to find a way to erase any trace of Veikko. Don't let her find out.

Zayron, you know exactly what he's up to. This time, it's life or death. If you tell Aunt Shirley, you'll only be hurting her. Understand?

Zayron texted:

I know. I'll send some top female special agents to protect and guide her to a safe place to search. I will make sure she doesn't end up in the Carter family's territory.

Bailey curved her lips into a smile.

My son has grown up and now knows how to handle emergencies.

She answered:

Alright, it's up to you. You'll be in charge of the Saviors later on, so it's good to get familiar with it beforehand. By the way, how's Sebastian doing now? Is his emotional state stable?

Zayron texted back:

He's fine. He's taking it well. He knows that his mom's life isn't in danger at the moment, so he's not too worried.

Bailey breathed a sigh of relief and instructed:

I have to go to Dellmoor tomorrow. Keep a close eye on him, and if anything happens, call me immediately.

Zayron replied:

Oh, what should I do if I want to go to Dellmoor with you?

Bailey squinted slightly. She then texted:

I think you're looking for a beating.

At Moranta, inside the private farm in the pitch-black storage room, silence prevailed. One could faintly see a slender figure tied to a pillar through the dim light.

Sobs echoed throughout the room, reaching every corner.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and the light from outside streamed in, instantly illuminating the entire room.

The woman tied to the pillar squinted her eyes, waiting to adjust to the surrounding light before slowly lifting her eyelids.

“Ms. Hoffman, are you getting used to living here?” asked Sofie with a smile. Wendy stared at her for a moment, then gritted her teeth and asked, “Did you order them to kidnap me? Who are you?”

Sofie paced over to her and gently patted her cheek, smiling as she said, “You know, I'm going to be your future aunt-in-law. Since we'll be family soon, how about you answer my questions?”

Wendy turned her face away, avoiding her touch, and sneered.

“So it's the mistress, the one who can't be seen in public. Yet, you still have the nerve to try and call yourself my family.”

After speaking, she slowly closed her eyes, completely ignoring her. Sofie smiled faintly.

“You're not the daughter of a rich family anymore, but you still have the airs of one. I know you're stubborn, but I won't force you.”

After she finished speaking, she shouted toward the door, “Bring them in!”

The next moment, two black-clad bodyguards escorted a middle-aged noblewoman into the room.

“Wends, what's wrong? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have called you back. If you hadn't returned, they wouldn't have caught you.”

Wendy suddenly opened her eyes, and upon recognizing the noblewoman in front of her, she exclaimed anxiously, “Aunt Miranda, how come you're here?” Miranda sobbed.

“They used your phone to ask me out, and I didn't suspect anything, so I fell into their trap. Don't worry about me. Are you alright? Did they hurt you?”

Wendy didn't respond. Her gaze fell on Sofie, angrily saying, “What on earth do you want? How has my aunt offended you? Let her go, hurry up and let her go.”

Sofie raised her eyebrows and said with a light laugh, “I've captured her and already alarmed the Hoffman family. If I let her go without doing anything, wouldn't that be a huge loss? How about this? As long as you answer a few questions for me, I'll let her go immediately. Otherwise... I'm afraid she'll die today.”

After she finished speaking, she signaled one of the bodyguards. He immediately drew a dagger from his waist and pressed it against the charming face of Miranda. If a sharp blade were to cut through the skin, one could easily imagine the consequences. Miranda let out a few sharp screams.

“Wends, save me, save me! If my face is ruined, my life is over. Your uncle will definitely kick me out.”

Wendy gritted her teeth and said to Sofie, “Fine, you ask, and I'll answer. Once we're done with the questions, you must let my aunt go.” Sofie smiled gracefully.

“Of course. Once I get the answer, I will let her go. Now, Ms. Wendy, please answer the first question: Is your son, in fact, Holden's child?”

Wendy was no fool. Upon hearing this, she knew it was aimed at Holden, and the situation was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

“Who said my son is Holden's? I am Lionel's wife. Naturally, my son is Lionel's child.”

“Your eyes are evasive. Are you not telling the truth? Fine, let me show you some colors then.”

Then, she turned to the bodyguard holding the dagger and ordered, “Slash her face for me.”

“Yes.”

Upon receiving the order, the bodyguard raised his knife and thrust it toward Miranda's face.