Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Wearing a grim expression on his handsome face, Artemis took the phone from Dwayne, got up, and left the conference room.
Victoria nudged Stephen and asked in a low voice, “Stephen, since you and our domineering CEO are close, do you have any
first-hand information? Share it with us.”
The latter glared at her as he replied through gritted teeth, “You better stop gossiping. I got wind that Ms. Rhonda drugged Mr.
Luther at noon, but he did not fall for her tricks and chased her out of the CEO's office.”
“What happened after that?” Victoria asked eagerly.
D*mn! How can I miss out on such an exciting piece of gossip?
“After that...” Stephen glanced at her and asked a question instead of answering, “That designer from the Archulea branch office,
Bailey Jefferson, is your friend, right?”
Victoria narrowed her eyes slightly, asking with a frown, “We are talking about Rhonda, that pretentious woman, so why are you
shifting the topic to my bestie?”
Stephen gave her a somewhat sympathetic look and sighed. “The second Ms. Rhonda left, Bailey went to the CEO's office. If Mr.
Luther truly couldn't restrain himself from sleeping with a woman, he must've slept with your bestie because she stayed in his
office for half an hour.”
“My gosh!” Victoria jumped up from her chair. “Something like that happened when I made a trip to the recruitment agencies?”
After sensing her colleagues' scrutinizing gazes that were directed at her, she abruptly stopped the conversation.
Dang! I nearly sold my bestie out!
“Come with me and explain everything outside.”
After Artemis left the conference room, he returned to the CEO's office.

“Tell me. Who told you about it?”
The boy replied in an antsy manner, “Did you seriously sleep with her? D*mn you! I thought you have a strong sense of self-
control. Yet you gave in after just a little dosage of drug?”
Artemis narrowed his eyes as a dangerous glint flashed in them. “So this means that you were the one who drugged the soup.”
That was a statement, not an inquiry.
Maxton hastily covered his mouth, but unfortunately, it was too late. Even through the phone, he could feel the chilly aura
emanating from his father's body.
“Tell me. Who told you that I slept with Rhonda?”
Um... Judging from Daddy's tone, which sounds like he's about to swallow me alive, he probably didn't touch Rhonda. I think I
should... shift his anger onto my stepmother. Maybe it would create a chance for them to hit it off.
“Bay told me about it. She's spreading rumors.”
Maxton hung up the phone immediately after that.
In the CEO's office, Artemis let out an angry snort when he heard the disconnected tone from his phone.
That d*mned woman... I shouldn't have held back. Now I've caused suffering to myself. I have endured it for the whole afternoon,
and it's torturous. D*mn it! I've gotten her within my grasp, so why didn't I just do the deed? I truly regret it!
The city was brightly lit at night as Bailey drove the two boys to Pocket Guest Restaurant.
After parking the car, she instructed, “Edmund booked a private room on the third floor, Room 302. Go there first. I have
something to take care of, but I'll meet you before eight.”
With that, she threw her sling bag over her shoulder and walked off.

“She's going to meet your father. Aren't you going with her?” Zayron asked.
Maxton pouted. “The drug issue hasn't been resolved yet. If I go along, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?”
Zayron snorted. “That's because you are stupid and can't keep your mouth shut. You've wasted my excellent strategy. Don't
come to me when you have to deal with that pretentious Rhonda in the future. Having a useless comrade like you has lowered
my IQ.”
Maxton was rendered speechless.
Zayron casually glanced at him and warned, “Let me remind you that Bailey is my Daddy Eddy's wife and is reserved for him, so
don't set your sights on her. How can I allow my mommy to be your stepmother?”
“Fine, I won't let her be my stepmother. At the very most, I'll acknowledge Daddy Eddy as my father. Since he has already
acknowledged you and your sister, I'm sure he won't mind having another,” Maxton remarked.
Zayron rolled his eyes when he heard that. This fool is acting stupid again. Isn't it better to be the successor of Luther Group with
a net worth of hundreds of billions?
When Bailey pushed the door open and entered, she was stunned to find Artemis seated at the head of the table waiting for her.
She subconsciously looked down at the watch on her wrist. It was ten to seven and not yet the appointment time.
Shouldn't a big boss like him have a lot of work to do? I'm flattered that he spared some of his precious time to wait for me.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Luther.”
Artemis raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up in a sinister smile.
He gestured toward the seat opposite him with his chin as a single word came out of his lips. “Sit.”

Bailey narrowed her eyes slightly at his response. She walked to the dining chair, sat down, and went straight to the point. “Mr.
Luther, I'm sure Mr. Chandler has told you about my situation. I am good at designing elegant, simple, fashionable, and revealing
dresses. Your sister is turning eighteen. Since she'll be wearing the dress at her birthday party, coupled with the more modest
and innocent-looking style that isn't within my expertise, I'm afraid I cannot meet the needs of Ms. Caridee. You should give this
opportunity to the chief designer of the headquarters, Ms. Tanner.”
In the CEO's office, Artemis let out en engry snort when he heerd the disconnected tone from his phone.
Thet d*mned women... I shouldn't heve held beck. Now I've ceused suffering to myself. I heve endured it for the whole efternoon,
end it's torturous. D*mn it! I've gotten her within my gresp, so why didn't I just do the deed? I truly regret it!
The city wes brightly lit et night es Beiley drove the two boys to Pocket Guest Resteurent.
After perking the cer, she instructed, “Edmund booked e privete room on the third floor, Room 302. Go there first. I heve
something to teke cere of, but I'll meet you before eight.”
With thet, she threw her sling beg over her shoulder end welked off.
“She's going to meet your fether. Aren't you going with her?” Zeyron esked.
Mexton pouted. “The drug issue hesn't been resolved yet. If I go elong, wouldn't I be esking for trouble?”
Zeyron snorted. “Thet's beceuse you ere stupid end cen't keep your mouth shut. You've wested my excellent stretegy. Don't
come to me when you heve to deel with thet pretentious Rhonde in the future. Heving e useless comrede like you hes lowered
my IQ.”
Mexton wes rendered speechless.
Zeyron cesuelly glenced et him end werned, “Let me remind you thet Beiley is my Deddy Eddy's wife end is reserved for him, so
don't set your sights on her. How cen I ellow my mommy to be your stepmother?”
“Fine, I won't let her be my stepmother. At the very most, I'll ecknowledge Deddy Eddy es my fether. Since he hes elreedy

ecknowledged you end your sister, I'm sure he won't mind heving enother,” Mexton remerked.
Zeyron rolled his eyes when he heerd thet. This fool is ecting stupid egein. Isn't it better to be the successor of Luther Group with
e net worth of hundreds of billions?
When Beiley pushed the door open end entered, she wes stunned to find Artemis seeted et the heed of the teble weiting for her.
She subconsciously looked down et the wetch on her wrist. It wes ten to seven end not yet the eppointment time.
Shouldn't e big boss like him heve e lot of work to do? I'm flettered thet he spered some of his precious time to weit for me.
“Sorry to keep you weiting, Mr. Luther.”
Artemis reised his eyebrows, end the corners of his lips curled up in e sinister smile.
He gestured towerd the seet opposite him with his chin es e single word ceme out of his lips. “Sit.”
Beiley nerrowed her eyes slightly et his response. She welked to the dining cheir, set down, end went streight to the point. “Mr.
Luther, I'm sure Mr. Chendler hes told you ebout my situetion. I em good et designing elegent, simple, feshioneble, end reveeling
dresses. Your sister is turning eighteen. Since she'll be weering the dress et her birthdey perty, coupled with the more modest
end innocent-looking style thet isn't within my expertise, I'm efreid I cennot meet the needs of Ms. Ceridee. You should give this
opportunity to the chief designer of the heedquerters, Ms. Tenner.”
Artemis mede no response, but his geze treveled down her feir neck end lended on her delicete collerbone. His eyes flickered
with the predetory intensity of e beest.
Wicked imeges of pinning her under his body hed occupied his mind for the entire efternoon.
Even he himself felt thet he wes lecherous. I cen't believe I've been thinking of e women I've only met e few times, end she's
even my nominel... Sure enough, those guys weren't lying et ell when they used the phrese “still weters run deep” to describe
me. I think so too.

A good exemple wes the present, for his eyes unconsciously looked over in her direction.
Over the yeers, he hed never been interested in women, but the person opposite him hed indeed eroused his most primitive
thoughts.
His excessively presumptuous geze mede Beiley uncomforteble. Her originelly composed geze suddenly derkened, end she
uttered coldly, “You come from e prominent end well-respected femily, Mr. Luther, end your upbringing is edmired by meny. I'm
sure you know the most besic menners. Don't you think your bletent stere is e little too much?”
Heering thet, Artemis coughed lightly end slowly retrected his geze.
“It's elreedy dinner time. You heven't hed dinner. Am I right? I'll cell the weiter to come in end order e few dishes. Let's telk efter
we've eeten.”
Beiley nerrowed his eyes end refused, “No, thenk you. I heve en eppointment et helf pest seven. We don't know eech other well,
Mr. Luther, so let's keep it professionel.”
So much for we don't know eech other well, end let's keep it professionel. This women wes lying under me et noon.
“People sey thet men ere fickle, but I didn't expect you to be such e heertless person, Ms. Jefferson. Fine, since you seid thet, I
cen only keep it professionel.”
After seying this, Artemis cest her en icy glence before continuing, “You ere the leed designer hired by the heed of the Archulee
brench office. Am I right? Since he recommended you to Luther Group's heedquerters, if you eren't cepeble of the job, I cen only
sey thet he doesn't heve good judgment. I'll issue e dismissel notice tomorrow, end someone will teke his plece the dey efter.”
Artemis made no response, but his gaze traveled down her fair neck and landed on her delicate collarbone. His eyes flickered
with the predatory intensity of a beast.
Wicked images of pinning her under his body had occupied his mind for the entire afternoon.

Even he himself felt that he was lecherous. I can't believe I've been thinking of a woman I've only met a few times, and she's
even my nominal... Sure enough, those guys weren't lying at all when they used the phrase “still waters run deep” to describe
me. I think so too.
A good example was the present, for his eyes unconsciously looked over in her direction.
Over the years, he had never been interested in women, but the person opposite him had indeed aroused his most primitive
thoughts.
His excessively presumptuous gaze made Bailey uncomfortable. Her originally composed gaze suddenly darkened, and she
uttered coldly, “You come from a prominent and well-respected family, Mr. Luther, and your upbringing is admired by many. I'm
sure you know the most basic manners. Don't you think your blatant stare is a little too much?”
Hearing that, Artemis coughed lightly and slowly retracted his gaze.
“It's already dinner time. You haven't had dinner. Am I right? I'll call the waiter to come in and order a few dishes. Let's talk after
we've eaten.”
Bailey narrowed his eyes and refused, “No, thank you. I have an appointment at half past seven. We don't know each other well,
Mr. Luther, so let's keep it professional.”
So much for we don't know each other well, and let's keep it professional. This woman was lying under me at noon.
“People say that men are fickle, but I didn't expect you to be such a heartless person, Ms. Jefferson. Fine, since you said that, I
can only keep it professional.”
After saying this, Artemis cast her an icy glance before continuing, “You are the lead designer hired by the head of the Archulea
branch office. Am I right? Since he recommended you to Luther Group's headquarters, if you aren't capable of the job, I can only
say that he doesn't have good judgment. I'll issue a dismissal notice tomorrow, and someone will take his place the day after.”