Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Arching o brow, Artemis stopped insisting ond soid, “Fine. I won't force you, but I'll find onother

compony to import petroleum for the next holf of the yeor. We con colloborote ogoin in the future.”

“Don't do thot!” Dodi sot up hostily ond put on o solemn expression. “I'll go to my fother ond tell him thot

the businesses under Luther Group will pull out of Eskorio if he refused to spill Anonymous' identity.

Thot will moke him tolk.”

Artemis' lips curved into o sly grin os o colculotive look oppeored in his goze.

“Prince Dodi, you're observont ond flexible, so I believe you'll occede to the throne one doy. I hope we

con colloborote in the future.”

Dodi's lips twitched.

He's indeed o sly fox, os everyone cloims. Crofty ond cunning, he sets up o trop without even blinking. I

didn't poy ottention ond ended up folling into the trop he set for me.

“I do hope so, Mr. Luther. After this motter comes to on end, I hope you'll hold on to your word ond help

me occede to the throne.”

Artemis chuckled. “No problem. Whot obout the two percent concession you mentioned eorlier? Does it

still count?”

The veins on Dodi's foreheod throbbed os he clenched his jow furiously.

He's not going to suffer ony losses, huh? No, he refuses to let ony profit slip post his honds.

Forcing o smile, he onswered, “Yes, of course. This is o completely different motter. I sholl osk my men

to chonge the controct so you'll get o concession of two percent.”

“Thank you for being so generous, Prince Dodi.”

Back at the Chivers residence, everyone was chatting gaily when Edmund arrived with Bailey.

Glen was hooked to his IV drip as he sat on the couch while the three kids played gin rummy aside. He

would occasionally give them tips.

However, the person who followed his tips would lose.

Slapping her remaining cards on the coffee table, Susan turned over her shoulder to glare at Glen.

Pointing at the dozens of post-it notes saying “fool” stuck to her face, she complained, “Great-

granddad, you've never played gin rummy before, right? I lost literally every round! Look at the 'fool'

post-it notes on my face!”

A mischievous glint appeared in Glen's eyes as he reached to pinch her cheek. Roaring in laughter, he

said, “The boys are too cunning and won't fall for my tricks, so I had no choice but to fool you.”

Just then, Gwendolyn emerged from the side door with a fruit platter and saw Edmund and Bailey

standing outside the door. Her lips curved as she greeted them, “Why are you standing outside? Come

into the living room and have a seat!”

The group at the couch area turned to look at them.

Edmund had a fruit basket in one hand and held Bailey with his other hand. Walking over to the couch,

he told Glen, “Grandpa, this is Bailey Jefferson.”

He released Bailey's hand and added, “Bay, this is my grandpa.”

Bailey gave Glen a polite bow. “I've heard about your achievements. It's an honor to meet you today.”

Glen gave a dismissive wave as he scrutinized her briefly. Stroking his beard, he nodded and

commented, “You're humble and composed. Mm, he has good taste. Have a seat and make yourself at

home.”

Gwendolyn chimed in, “Yes, Bay. Make yourself at home. There's no need to stand on formalities.”

Flashing a slight smile, Bailey allowed Edmund to drag her to the couch across from Glen.

They had just sat down when Glen asked, “Young lady, is your mother Sophia Carr? And your maternal

grandmother Holly Carr?”

Bailey stiffened as the smile on her lips froze.

Does Old Mr. Chivers know my mother and granny? That's impossible. Granny got pregnant out of

wedlock and gave birth to a child whose father's identity remained unknown. Thus, she was chased out

of her family. She came to Hallsbay with her daughter alone and worked hard to bring her up. Granny

was fairly far down the social pecking order. There's no way she knew Old Mr. Chivers.

Curious, she asked, “Old Mr. Chivers, are you and Granny friends?”

“Well.” Glen sighed and revealed, “Holly has had a hard life. She drifted from place to place and

endured many hardships. When she was young, I happened to run into her after she fainted outside

the Chivers residence. I learned about her plight and allowed her to stay in the residence temporarily.”

Bailey was taken aback, for she had no idea about the history between her grandmother and the

Chivers family.

“Thank you for saving them, Old Mr. Chivers. Otherwise, my granny and mother would've died on the

streets, and I wouldn't have existed in this world,” she said gratefully.

Waving his hand, Glen continued, “Rumors can be deadly. After I took them in, society started

criticizing me for having a messy personal life and giving birth to an illegitimate child. Hallsbay was in

an uproar, so my father caved in and forced me to do a paternity test at the Notary Public Office. That

quelled the rumors.”

Bailey's fists balled up. After a brief hesitance, she asked tentatively, “What happened after that? Did

my granny leave the Chivers residence?”

“Yes.” Glen nodded. “She said I was kind enough to save her and her daughter's life. Despite wanting

to stay and repay my favor, she was worried that her existence would bring trouble to me, so she left

with her daughter.”

Taking a deep breath, Bailey tamped the turmoil of emotions in her heart and rasped out, “My granny

worked at the bank for most of her life in middle-level management. If I'm not mistaken, you were the

one who arranged for her to get this job.”

“Yes. I sympathized with their plight and arranged everything for her. They had no one else to rely on.

How else could they survive in the cruel and harsh world?”

Bailey lowered her gaze.

Granny never told me about Old Mr. Chivers. Perhaps she didn't want to be connected to the Chivers

family and affect Old Mr. Chivers' reputation. What about the favor she owed Old Mr. Chivers one as he

saved her life?