Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 660 How Despicable

Bailey sneered. A frosty and emotionless look glinted in her eyes.

“I'm not a saint who can tolerate you after you slashed me. I'm someone who thoroughly enjoys watching others

suffer as their joy turns into utter disappointment. Unfortunately, you just became one of those people.”

Shirley spewed out a mouthful of blood as a result of the immense shock and fell face-first toward the ground.

Genevieve hurriedly reached out to support her, but she couldn't bear Shirley's weight and ended up crashing

heavily to the floor alongside her daughter.

“Bailey, my daughter's like this because of you, yet you're still unwilling to stop! Must you drive her to the brink of

death?”

Bailey's eyes gleamed coldly as she gazed at her bleeding arm. Does she think she can get away unscathed after

hurting me? That's impossible! “Sammy, call the police. Tell them someone wants to assassinate me, and let them

handle this case.”

Shirley convulsed violently on the floor. Her eyes bulged as she glared intently at Bailey.

Her demeanor at that moment was no different from a vengeful ghost that had arisen from hell, yearning to reap

Bailey's soul.

Genevieve panicked and hastily said, “Shirley was emotionally unstable after receiving the devastating blow. That

was why she injured you. You're fine anyway, aside from the minor scrape on your arm. Considering how you've

tormented her, please just let her go. I beg you.”

Bailey staggered and fell into Zeke's arms.

Taking in the turns of events, Shirley began to laugh maniacally again. “Bailey, you won't have much longer to live.

Rhonda gave me this poison; you should know better than anyone how much she hates you. She won't hand over

the antidote to you even if you grovel at her feet. Haha! All that awaits me is imprisonment. This outcome is worth

it since I'll be able to witness your impending demise.”

Not bothering to reply, Bailey said to Zeke weakly, “Help me to the laboratory. I need to prepare the antidote.”

Hearing that, Shirley was rendered speechless and slightly stunned.

When the pang of realization hit her, the churning hatred in her eyes intensified. How is this possible? Rhonda told

me there's no way to formulate an antidote to this poison, so how come Bailey knows how to do it? “No way. This is

not possible. How could you possibly know how to prepare the antidote? Bailey, you're deceiving me again.”

Bailey didn't turn around. She continued walking away while answering, “If there's no way to create the antidote,

how do you explain the one in Rhonda's possession? You're so pathetic, so foolish that you don't even know others

are using you, and you're still daydreaming here.”

Shirley coughed up another mouthful of blood.

She glared resentfully at Bailey's retreating figure as her gaze gradually became unfocused. A few seconds later,

her eyes rolled over, and she passed out.

Zeke looked down at Bailey in his arms and asked with furrowed brows, “Were you just trying to scare her, or do

you really plan to send her to jail?”

Bailey sneered. “I am sending her to prison because sparing her will only cause trouble for Julie. I don't want to

regret my decision today if something terrible happens in the future.”

He fell silent afterward.

Not long after, the police arrived.

After investigating that matter and understanding the situation better, they decided to take Shirley into custody for

intentional assault.

Shirley's parents went to beg Bailey, but they were turned away at the door and didn't even get to meet Bailey. In

the end, the couple could only watch helplessly as their daughter was taken away.

After uttering a terse remark, telling Genevieve it was all her fault, Richard fainted as well.

Genevieve was suddenly at a loss for what to do.

Meanwhile, inside the ward, Caridee had just learned from the butler that Veikko's private plane was about to

arrive, and she hurriedly sprang out of bed.

Seeing that, Felicity immediately reached out to grab her. “The weather is freezing outside. You should at least put

on a coat. You might catch a cold.”

“Bring me the coat, then. I want to be the first person Veikko sees when he lands. That way, he'll prioritize me.”

Amused, Felicity laughed and chided her while retrieving a coat from the nearby rack to drape it over Caridee. “My

daughter's all grown up now and can't wait to leave me. You just turned eighteen, so can't you at least wait a few

years before you start thinking about getting into romantic relationships?”

Caridee chuckled. “There's nothing I can do since fate has brought Veikko into my life. You should be grateful since

you'll have one less thing to worry about after I get married. Isn't that nice?”

“You have a point.”

After helping Caridee put on the coat, Felicity spoke to Simon, who was playing a game on his phone on the couch.

“Go with your sister. It's snowing outside, so the floor is slippery. I'm worried she might slip and cause further

damage to her arm.”

Simon rolled his eyes. “She's going out to meet a guy. Why should I tag along and play the third wheel?”

Having said that, he tossed his phone aside and helped Caridee walk outside.

“This way, my lady. Slow down, and don't hurt your arm. Otherwise, I'm done for.”

Caridee was rendered speechless.

Meanwhile, on the outdoor grounds, the private plane gradually descended.

Caridee stood on tiptoe, looking into the distance.

Simon carefully supported her, fearing she might lose her balance.

“There are countless men in this world, all with different qualities. You could have chosen anyone, yet you chose

one with blood on his hands.”

She glared at him. “I forbid you from saying that in front of Veikko. I'm afraid he'll think we disdain and hate him.”

He didn't say anything in response.

When the cabin door opened, a tall, upright figure emerged.

The smile on Caridee's face grew wider, but her elation merely lasted seconds before the grin dissipated. Even

Simon, standing beside her, narrowed his eyes.

Treading closely on Veikko's heels was a young woman with a voluptuous figure. She wrapped her arms around his

as they walked down the stairs side by side.

No longer an innocent boy, Simon was worldly-wise enough to understand the situation. He seemed to have

thought of something after taking in their intimate interaction and hurriedly said to his sister, “Caridee, it's cold

outside. Why don't I help you back to your ward first? After Veikko settles in, I'll bring him to meet with you.”

She brushed off her brother's arm and stared blankly at the approaching couple. “V-Veikko, who is this lady?”

Without waiting for Veikko to speak, the woman beside him replied, “We're friends with benefits. Oh, pardon me.

You look so young. I guess you're not yet eighteen, so you probably don't know what friends with benefits mean. Let

me explain. This is a game that adults play. For example, we'll measure each other's waist with our legs, and—”

“That's enough,” Caridee interjected with tears brimming in her eyes.

She looked at Veikko with tear-stained eyes and sobbed, “Is she telling the truth? Are you two really in that kind of

intimate relationship?”

Veikko nodded slightly, concealing the emotions in his gaze, and uttered casually, “I'm just a normal man.”

Caridee was stumped.

“Get lost!” Simon swung his fist at Veikko. “One of my sister's arms was crippled because of you. Is this how you

repay her kindness, bringing your friend with benefits here to disgust her? How despicable are you?”

Veikko's gaze darkened as he reached out and grasped Simon's arm. Then, he raised his hand to strike the latter.

“Stop right there.” Bailey's voice rang out from not far away.

Caridee stomped her foot angrily, turned around, and dashed toward the exit.