Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 753

Indeed, he should sympathize with Artemis. Having known Bailey for several months, Zeke had never seen her so angry before, and it was somewhat unsettling.

“Artemis, take care of yourself,” he said and walked toward his residence.

“I've been busy all night, and I'm tired. I'll rest for a while. I leave her to you.”

Artemis rubbed his forehead with his hand. He didn't expect her love for him to run so deep. It was deep enough that even Tarragon's specially formulated memory loss pill couldn't remove him from her life.

He didn't know whether to rejoice or lament.

Dying was not a pleasant part of life, and he really didn't want to drag her along.

After standing still for a few minutes, he slowly walked up the stairs. He made his way to her laboratory, where he watched her busily working through the large floor-to-ceiling window. His vision gradually blurred.

She wasn't angry, nor did she lose her temper. In fact, she was calm and still. She was as cold as a dead pool of water, incapable of making any ripple.

Cough, cough.

He coughed violently a few times, feeling a bit weak.

Then, he sat down on a chair in the corridor.

He hadn't slept all night, and his body was already frail. Half reclining against the back of the chair, he soon fell asleep. Just as he fell asleep, Bailey walked out of the laboratory.

Seeing his pale handsome face, she felt a pain as if a knife had cut through her heart. She didn't hate him because she knew he wanted to save her life. But she resented him. Wasn't it better to live and die together?

Did she have to be excluded?

Of course, that wasn't the most important thing. The important thing was that he didn't trust her and didn't believe that she could develop an antidote.

So what if it was Soul Reaper?

She still found the method and thought of a way to break the formula. Yes, she found a way to break them. Although it was dangerous, it was worth a try.

Not trying meant certain death, while trying still had a fifty percent chance of survival. How should she choose? Of course, she chose to give it a try.

She reached out and took off her coat, covering him with it, then walked away from the laboratory. At Holden's residence. Bailey pulled Cameron out from under the covers.

“Hold on, I have a few questions for you.”

Cameron really wanted to punch her. In fact, his fist was already in front of her, but he managed to hold back.

“Fine, you're a girl, so I won't argue with you. Even though I've been through a night of trouble with you guys, I won't be angry. What's your question?”

Bailey sat on the edge of the bed, thought for a moment, and asked, “First question, does the toxin of Soul Reaper concentrate in the blood?” Cameron rolled his eyes.

“What kind of crappy question is that?” Receiving Bailey's sharp gaze, he quickly changed his tone.

“Yes, it does. It's concentrated in the blood. As the human blood vessels are spread throughout the body, the toxin has permeated every part of the body, which is the difficult part. Once it erupts, it's like a gusher.”

Bailey nodded. “I understand. Next question, if I can neutralize two-thirds of the Soul Reaper's toxicity, can you clean up the remaining one-third?”

As soon as Cameron heard this, he jumped up from the bed.

“What did you say? You can neutralize two-thirds of the toxicity?”

Bailey glanced at him and said, “I'm asking you.”

Cameron hesitated. He wasn't sure if he could detoxify, even if it was just one-third remaining to do so.

“Well, there is a method,” Cameron said.

“It's the one I mentioned to you before by using toxin to counteract toxin. If you can neutralize two- thirds of the toxicity, the remaining one-third might be able to be eliminated through the method of using toxin to counteract toxin. As for an antidote, that's impossible. If we could research an antidote, would we still need to go through this painful process?”

Bailey thought for a moment and found his reasoning reasonable.

“Rest up quickly. Once you're rested, start researching the toxin to use to counteract it. I want the most reliable and effective one.”

After saying that, she got up and walked toward the door. Cameron reached out to stop her.

“Hey, don't go yet. You haven't told me how you plan to neutralize the two-thirds toxicity.”

Bailey waved her hand and said as she walked, “You'll find out when the time comes. Why ask so many questions now?”

She needed to check the books left by her master and see if there were any clues. If this method was confirmed to be feasible, she would execute it immediately. Back in the laboratory, Artemis had already woken up and was sitting on the chair with his back against it.

When he saw her coming in, his gaze fell on her and didn't leave for a moment. She treated him as if he were air, not even sparing him a glance. As she passed by him, her arm was grabbed, and she was forced to stop. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Bailey, I was wrong,” Artemis said with a weak and helpless voice, tinged with a hint of grievance. Bailey's jaw nearly dropped.

Is this... Artemis?

Dang, this is really unbearable to watch.

Seeing that she had a stern face and remained silent, Artemis fell silent for a moment and continued, “I promise this will be the last time, and there won't be another time. Please don't be angry, okay?”

Bailey slowly pried open his fingers and stared at him coldly.

“One second, we were entangled with each other as if our lives depended on it, and the next second, you drugged me to erase my memories. Artemis, you truly are heartless. Let go. I don't want to talk to you right now. Don't push me or I'll get angry.”

Artemis's hand fell empty, and he watched her figure walk away with a touch of bitterness crossing his eyes.

“Bay, should I go and kneel on the washboard? Or maybe the remote control?”

His Bay was usually easily appeased. Give her a piece of candy, and she would be happy for half a day. It seemed like she was really angry this time.

After Bailey took a few steps, a smile slowly appeared on her lips. She wanted to ignore him, treat him coldly, and make him remember a lesson. Otherwise, if he didn't learn his lesson, he would repeat it next time.

Hmph, let him figure out how to appease me. ...

Moranta. Inside a high-end coffee shop in the city. Two girls sat by the window. One of them was Caridee, and the other was her high school classmate named Astrid Adley.

“Caridee, when I called you, you were in Lofbury, and later you went to several other places. Why are you running around all over the place? Are you looking for someone?” Astrid asked.

Caridee lowered her head slightly and after a moment of silence, she calmly said, “Well, I was chasing after the boy I like, but in the end, I lost him, or rather, he abandoned me.”

Astrid's face showed a hint of surprise.

“Abandoned you? Caridee, you must be joking. You're the heiress of the most prominent family. Who would dare to abandon you? I also heard that your big brother Zeke is in control of Tarragon. I can't understand who would miss out on a treasure like you.”

Caridee shrugged and said, “He also has a remarkable background. He is the Saviors'...”

As she said that, she abruptly stopped herself. She almost revealed Veikko's identity. It was a close call.

Astrid saw her hesitation and quickly asked, “What about the Saviors?”