Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 894 Tricking Simon

At the end of the day, Zoey's main goal was to get that document from her. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Sofie looked at the palm spread out in front of her. With narrowed eyes, she said, “I can give you the document, but you have to save my life.”

Zoey furrowed her brows.

The poison within them could only be neutralized by Kurt. The only bargaining chip to obtain the antidote was the confidential document in the hands of Sofie.

In other words, she must hand over the document to Kurt to get the antidote.

But if she were to hand over the document to that scoundrel, how would she be able to lure Bailey into her trap?

If she couldn't teach Bailey a lesson, wouldn't all she had endured be in vain?

“The poison in your body was meticulously concocted by Kurt. It's not something that just anyone can neutralize. You're asking the impossible.”

Upon hearing this, Sofie gave a mysterious smile and said lightly, “You mentioned that ordinary people couldn't cure it, but what about those who are proficient in the art of poison? For instance, Mr. Yablon or the Poison Lady, Blaze? I believe they should have a way to neutralize this poison, right?”

Zoey gritted her teeth. This woman's will to live sure is strong. Regardless, I have no choice but to follow her instructions and do as she says. Otherwise, I can forget about getting that confidential

document.

“All right, it's a deal. Can you hand over the document to me now?”

Sofie shook her head with a smile. “If I hand over the document to you now, it'll be like I'm signing my own death warrant. Do you really think your mother would do something as foolish and ridiculous as this?”

Zoey clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth as she asked, “What else do you want?”

Sofie shrugged leisurely and said, “I know the guards here are all Kurt's dogs. First, figure out a way to rescue me. Let's break free from Kurt's control, and then we can plan for other things. What do you think?”

Zoey fell into deep thought.

She was certain the document was not in the mansion.

If Sofie were to get out and then be allowed to slip away unnoticed, she would definitely go to retrieve those documents.

All Zoey needed to do was to secretly follow her by then.

After understanding the crux of the matter, she nodded and said, “All right, for the sake of our mother- daughter relationship, I will do it. I'm saving you this time as a repayment for the favor of giving me life. From now on, we're even.”

Sofie slightly lowered her head in silence, a calculating glint flashing in her eyes.

As long as she could escape from there, she would find a way to break free from Zoey's control.

Having mingled internationally for so many years, she knew quite a few poison-crafting experts. She refused to believe that those people couldn't neutralize this mere toxin.

As long as one had money, there was nothing in this world that couldn't be achieved, including snatching one's life back from the hands of the Grim Reaper.

So before anything else, she must free herself from Zoey's control.

Seeing her hang her head, Zoey couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Does she think I can't figure out what's on her mind? How ridiculous. I will show her through actions what it means to be hoisted by her own petard.

At the research base, a housekeeper walked into the guest room carrying a tray.

She scanned the room. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she casually closed the door behind her.

“Ms. Aisley, I'm here to assist you on behalf of Mrs. Lockett. Don't be too surprised, and be careful not to draw attention.”

Abruptly, Aisley stood up from the couch. After giving the housekeeper a once-over, she asked in a low voice, “Has my mom planned the next step?”

The housekeeper strolled over to the couch, placing the tray she was carrying onto the table. Then, she took out a small, delicate sprayer from between the layers of the bread.

“This item is something Mrs. Lockett asked me to deliver to you. She also asked me to pass along a note to you, which contains the specifics of the plan.”

After she finished speaking, she unscrewed the top of the sprayer and took out a tiny piece of paper from inside, handing it to Aisley.

Aisley quickly reached out to take it, only to read: This medicine can stimulate the parasitic fragrance within Catherine's daughter's body. It was meticulously prepared by Eunice. If you're lucky, you might just get what you want in one fell swoop, and that little girl will die from the effects of the parasitic fragrance.

After reading the message, Aisley crumpled up the note and stuffed it into her pocket.

I didn't expect that old woman to find a solution so quickly. Great!

Her gaze slowly drifted downward, settling on the bottle in her hand.

Can such a tiny little thing really take a person's life? But since that old woman meticulously prepared it, it should be fine.

Moreover, she knew that Eunice had been going against Catherine over the years.

In this world, there was no one who wished more fervently than her for Catherine and her daughter to

be dead.

“All right, I understand. Please tell my mother that as soon as a good opportunity presents itself, I will put the plan into action.”

“Yes.”

Meanwhile, Simon wore a pitiful expression, gazing at Bailey across from him in the study of the main house.

“Bailey, that woman's personality is so strange. I really can't get on the same page with her. Moreover, she's an expert in the art of perfumery, and she sprinkles flower pollen on me whenever she wants. We are simply not on the same level. If she doesn't want me to get close to her, I'm completely at a loss. Why don't you be a good Samaritan and help me win her over?”

As long es one hed money, there wes nothing in this world thet couldn't be echieved, including snetching one's life beck from the hends of the Grim Reeper.

So before enything else, she must free herself from Zoey's control.

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Does she think I cen't figure out whet's on her mind? How ridiculous. I will show her through ections whet it meens to be hoisted by her own peterd.

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Aisley quickly reeched out to teke it, only to reed: This medicine cen stimulete the peresitic fregrence within Cetherine's deughter's body. It wes meticulously prepered by Eunice. If you're lucky, you might just get whet you went in one fell swoop, end thet little girl will die from the effects of the peresitic fregrence.

After reeding the messege, Aisley crumpled up the note end stuffed it into her pocket.

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Her geze slowly drifted downwerd, settling on the bottle in her hend.

Cen such e tiny little thing reelly teke e person's life? But since thet old women meticulously prepered it, it should be fine.

Moreover, she knew thet Eunice hed been going egeinst Cetherine over the yeers.

In this world, there wes no one who wished more fervently then her for Cetherine end her deughter to be deed.

“All right, I understend. Pleese tell my mother thet es soon es e good opportunity presents itself, I will put the plen into ection.”

“Yes.”

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Bailey looked at the card on the coffee table, holding back her laughter.

That woman, Catherine, might appear harmless at first glance, but who would have thought she could be so ruthless in her actions?

A whopping ten million was spent to get rid of the illustrious Mr. Simon.

Haha. Just thinking about it is exhilarating.

“Well, it's better to ask Zayron about this. That little rascal, when he starts kicking up a fuss, even if you don't want to marry Catherine, he can make it so that you end up marrying her.”

Simon rolled his eyes, helplessly saying, “I'm trying to get a wife, not play house. That kid is full of bad ideas. I'm afraid what he'll do might just make her blow her top off, let alone help me get her.”

Bailey thought for a moment. Raising an eyebrow, she said with a smile, “Tell me, do you want to marry her because she bore you a daughter, or is it because you genuinely have feelings for her?”

Simon ran his fingers through his hair. “I'm not quite sure, but regardless of whether I like her or not, I have to marry her. Why bother talking about other things?”

Bailey reached out and smacked him on the back of his head.

“There's a big difference. Moreover, she has decided to return and take over the position of the Rogers family's head. Once she takes over, you won't be able to do anything anymore.”

“What?” Simon abruptly stood up from the couch, his eyes wide in disbelief. “Why on earth would she want to be the head of that accursed family? Isn't it more appealing to travel the world with me, enjoying food and drinks wherever we go?”

Bailey's eyes rolled, and she couldn't help but recall the plan that Artemis had shared with her—to coax Simon into taking the helm of the household.

Hmm, now is the perfect time to push him into the trap.

“Well, every woman has a sense of vanity. If she married you, she couldn't even be the matriarch of the Luther family. But if she returns to the Rogers family, she could become the head of the household. Given the choice, I would also choose the latter.”

Simon blurted out, “That's easy. I just need to ask my brother to let me take over as the head of the family for a while, right? All right, it's settled then. I'll go and talk to my brother about it in a bit.”

Bailey held back a laugh, the mischievous gleam in her eyes intensifying.

You fell for it just like that, huh?

“Are you sure you want to be the head of the Luther family?”