Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 821 How To Devise A Plan

Lindsey was not very agile, her reactions slow. Before she could even make her next move, a glass cup had already

struck her forehead.

She instinctively reached out to touch her forehead and felt a sticky sensation.

“Shaun, I told you Bailey is dead. Why did you hit me?”

Livid, Shaun pointed at her and raged, “You fool. Do you really think I wanted you to deal with Bailey? Who do you

think you are? Are you even capable enough to compete with Bailey? I sent you to the lab to lure Caridee out so we

could capture her in one fell swoop. What are you doing back here when the task isn't finished yet? All I did was hit

you in the forehead. Why are you acting all pitiful here? Get back there right this instance!”

Lindsey looked at her brother with teary eyes, her voice trembling as she said, “Y-You never wanted to help me

from the very beginning. You were just using me to lure Caridee out. How could you treat me like a pawn? I'm your

own little sister. How could you do this to me?”

Impatience gleamed in Shaun's eyes. He turned to his bodyguard and said, “Throw her out. If she doesn't lure

Caridee out, don't let her return to the Carter residence. Leave her to fend for herself out there.”

“Yes.”

The bodyguard hoisted Lindsey up by grabbing her arm and dragged her out.

“Shaun, you can't treat me like this. I am the legitimate heiress of the Carter family. You have no right to—Mmph!”

“Silence her.”

“Yes.”

Tucker watched as Lindsey was dragged away, a scheming glint flashing in his eyes.

He had been racking his brains to find a good opportunity for Astrid to come into the picture, but now it seemed

that Lindsey could be of good use.

“Why are you still standing here? Until Caridee is completely under control, don't even think about me mobilizing

forces to help you seize power.”

Shaun's warning sounded beside Tucker's ear, pulling his wandering thoughts back to reality.

“Got it. Mr. Carter, grant me two more days and I will certainly deliver Caridee to you. You should get plenty of rest.

I'll come visit you another day.”

After leaving the ward, Tucker strode away from the villa.

On the tree-lined avenue, he immediately spotted Lindsey, who was squatting by the flower bed, crying.

“Ms. Carter, the reason your brother ended up like this is all thanks to Caridee. His eagerness to get his hands on

Caridee to vent his anger is only human nature. You should put yourself in his shoes.”

Lindsey wiped her tears away and choked out, “I know. I want to help him too, but how can I get Caridee out of the

Shurmer family's research base?”

Tucker chuckled lightly, “Then there's no need for a hostage situation. We just need to strategize and get her to

come out willingly.”

Lindsey looked up at him, asking in a daze, “H-How do we strategize?”

A hint of a smile flashed in Tucker's eyes.

The fish is on the hook.

“I've found the extension number for the ward Caridee is in. Call her and let her know that Bailey might still be alive

and is imprisoned. Ask her to come out and meet you.”

Lindsey hesitated for a while. “Will she believe me?”

“Shouldn't we at least give it a try to find out?”

After he finished speaking, Tucker pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which a series of numbers was

written.

Of course, this number will never reach Caridee. Astrid will be the one to answer the call in the end. That way, she'll

be able to impersonate Caridee to meet Lindsey. Then, I can use Lindsey to subdue Astrid and present the prey to

Shaun.

“Here's the number. Whether you want to do this or not is up to you. If you want your brother to help you and have

your back, you must first make him happy, don't you think? I assure you your brother will be thrilled as long as you

hand Caridee over to him. Having him arrange your marriage alliance with the Carter family wouldn't be a problem

at all.”

Lindsey slowly reached out to take the note, crumpling it into a ball and clutching it in her hand.

“All right. I'll give it a try.”

A cunning, triumphant smile tugged at the corners of Tucker's lips.

Right then, the phone in his pocket started ringing. It was a call from Philip.

“I have to take this.”

After speaking, he strolled off to one side.

“What's the matter, Dad?”

“Come back here right now.”

Tucker's heart skipped a beat as a wave of apprehension washed over him. Did the old man find out what I did in

secret? Does he know I've hidden Bailey?

“I'm dealing with an urgent matter outside. Did something happen?”

“Blaze, the Poison Lady, has come to visit with the antidote in hand. Your uncle insists on having her detoxify Juliana.

Hurry and come back. We need to discuss how we should deal with the issue.”

Upon hearing that it wasn't about Bailey, Tucker heaved a sigh of relief.

“All right. I'll go back right away.”

After ending the call, he dialed Kurt's number.

“Do you know much about Blaze?”

“She's the last descendant of the poison-crafting family. Her mastery of poison is no less than mine and Cameron's.

I'm aware that she's gone to the Hoffman family. I'm on my way there now.”

“All right. Let's talk when we meet.”

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Hoffman residence, Blaze was slumping in her seat in a languid manner, her

eyelids drooping drowsily.

“We don't know where this girl comes from. How can we let her detoxify Julie? Who will bear the consequences if

she ends up killing her instead?”

“You're right. Although Julie got pregnant before marriage and violated our rules, she realized her mistake in time

and aborted the baby. She's still a descendant of the Hoffman family. We can't risk her life.”

“I understand you're eager to save your daughter's life, but I don't think it's a good idea to let a stranger detoxify

her.”

A glint of impatience flashed across Blaze's face as she suddenly opened her eyes.

With a slight lift of her hand, a pungent smell began to permeate the room.

Following that, the elders, who were well past their prime, began wailing miserably as they lay on the table, writhing

in agony.

“I can't breathe...”

“What have you done to us?”

“You're in the Hoffman residence! How dare you do this on our turf, you brat!”

“Someone come and capture her!”

Sneering, Blaze said nonchalantly, “This is the latest poison I've developed. Even that traitor, Kurt, won't be able to

do anything about it. If you don't want to die, then behave yourselves. If I'm in a good mood, I might just give you

the antidote.”

“You—”

Blaze clapped her hands and slid off her seat. “I'll give anyone who brings me to Juliana's room the antidote right

away.”

The elders couldn't bear such torment, and one after another, they sprang up from their chairs.

“I'll take her there.”

“No, I'll take her.”

“Buzz off! All of you step down!”

“I have the highest authority here, so you all must listen to me!”

Amused, Blaze couldn't help chuckling.

They're all a bunch of cowardly, selfish old geezers. I pity Juliana for being born into such a family.

Raymond rose from the main seat and strode toward the door.

“I'll take her there.”

Smiling coldly, Blaze said, “You're not poisoned, so you're not under my control.”

“Whether I'm poisoned or not, Juliana is still my daughter. I won't stop you even if everyone else does.”

They arrived at Juliana's quarters unhindered.

Blaze's expression changed drastically when she saw the young lady on the bed.

“Her complexion looks horrible. She'd be dead if we were a few hours late.”