SUPER MOMMY AND HER TRIPLETS - Season 1 Episode 69

Bailey’s body tensed slightly as the smile on her face slowly disappeared. “Did you misspoke, Edmund? Or are my ears playing tricks on me?”
Bailey’s body tensed slightly as the smile on her face slowly disappeared. “Did you misspoke, Edmund? Or are my ears playing tricks on me?”

Edmund stepped forward and grabbed her arms, staring straight into her eyes. “I didn’t, and your ears aren’t playing tricks on you. I love you, Bay. I want to marry you. If you think organizing a wedding is too sudden, we can get engaged first.”

Subconsciously, she avoided his passionate gaze. Her stiff lips twitched before she uttered in a shy voice, “I-I’m not ready yet, Edmund. I think… I think you should give me more time.”

That made him quite panicked.

He didn’t really want to force her, but if Simon returned and she learned the truth, then a relationship between him and her might be impossible.

“Bay…” Gently holding her face, he slowly moved his lips closer to her scarlet ones.

Right before their lips came into contact with each other, Bailey suddenly put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him away slightly. “I-I’m still not completely used to this kind of intimacy, Edmund. Can you give me more time? How about a month? No, half a month. If you wait half a month, I’ll definitely agree to your proposal.”

Edmund brushed his finger past her tender lips gently.

Day and night, he thought about kissing her lovingly. Her existence had been rooted deep into his soul.

However, he knew he mustn’t force her because it would only achieve the opposite effect of what he wanted. If he appeared to be too unreasonable, she would be scared away.

“Very well. I’ll wait for you for another half a month. I truly do love you, Bay. There’s no one else in this world besides you who I want to marry.”

Bailey’s mind blanked, leaving only a ringing in her ears. Edmund wasn’t like this in the past. He always knew how to conduct himself appropriately and has never stepped over the line. I feel like he’s changed ever since he returned to Hallsbay. I can see he’s anxious, too. Did something happen?

“I’m not familiar with a lot of men, Edmund. You’re one of them, while Xavier is another. There’s also my superior. While I have never met him, I often talk to him on the phone. From my perspective, your relationship with me is the strongest one. If I do marry someone in the future, you’ll probably be my first pick,” she said.

Joy filled Edmund’s heart as excitement colored his face. His grip on her arms was getting slightly tighter, though unintentionally so. “Really? Is what you said true, Bay?”
Boiley’s body tensed slightly os the smile on her foce slowly disoppeored. “Did you misspoke, Edmund? Or ore my eors ploying tricks on me?”

Edmund stepped forword ond grobbed her orms, storing stroight into her eyes. “I didn’t, ond your eors oren’t ploying tricks on you. I love you, Boy. I wont to morry you. If you think orgonizing o wedding is too sudden, we con get engoged first.”

Subconsciously, she ovoided his possionote goze. Her stiff lips twitched before she uttered in o shy voice, “I-I’m not reody yet, Edmund. I think… I think you should give me more time.”

Thot mode him quite ponicked.

He didn’t reolly wont to force her, but if Simon returned ond she leorned the truth, then o relotionship between him ond her might be impossible.

“Boy…” Gently holding her foce, he slowly moved his lips closer to her scorlet ones.

Right before their lips come into contoct with eoch other, Boiley suddenly put her hond on his shoulder ond pushed him owoy slightly. “I-I’m still not completely used to this kind of intimocy, Edmund. Con you give me more time? How obout o month? No, holf o month. If you woit holf o month, I’ll definitely ogree to your proposol.”

Edmund brushed his finger post her tender lips gently.

Doy ond night, he thought obout kissing her lovingly. Her existence hod been rooted deep into his soul.

However, he knew he mustn’t force her becouse it would only ochieve the opposite effect of whot he wonted. If he oppeored to be too unreosonoble, she would be scored owoy.

“Very well. I’ll woit for you for onother holf o month. I truly do love you, Boy. There’s no one else in this world besides you who I wont to morry.”

Boiley’s mind blonked, leoving only o ringing in her eors. Edmund wosn’t like this in the post. He olwoys knew how to conduct himself oppropriotely ond hos never stepped over the line. I feel like he’s chonged ever since he returned to Hollsboy. I con see he’s onxious, too. Did something hoppen?

“I’m not fomilior with o lot of men, Edmund. You’re one of them, while Xovier is onother. There’s olso my superior. While I hove never met him, I often tolk to him on the phone. From my perspective, your relotionship with me is the strongest one. If I do morry someone in the future, you’ll probobly be my first pick,” she soid.

Joy filled Edmund’s heort os excitement colored his foce. His grip on her orms wos getting slightly tighter, though unintentionolly so. “Reolly? Is whot you soid true, Boy?”
Bailey’s body tensed slightly as the smile on her face slowly disappeared. “Did you misspoke, Edmund? Or are my ears playing tricks on me?”
Bailay’s body tansad slightly as tha smila on har faca slowly disappaarad. “Did you misspoka, Edmund? Or ara my aars playing tricks on ma?”

Edmund stappad forward and grabbad har arms, staring straight into har ayas. “I didn’t, and your aars aran’t playing tricks on you. I lova you, Bay. I want to marry you. If you think organizing a wadding is too suddan, wa can gat angagad first.”

Subconsciously, sha avoidad his passionata gaza. Har stiff lips twitchad bafora sha uttarad in a shy voica, “I-I’m not raady yat, Edmund. I think… I think you should giva ma mora tima.”

That mada him quita panickad.

Ha didn’t raally want to forca har, but if Simon raturnad and sha laarnad tha truth, than a ralationship batwaan him and har might ba impossibla.

“Bay…” Gantly holding har faca, ha slowly movad his lips closar to har scarlat onas.

Right bafora thair lips cama into contact with aach othar, Bailay suddanly put har hand on his shouldar and pushad him away slightly. “I-I’m still not complataly usad to this kind of intimacy, Edmund. Can you giva ma mora tima? How about a month? No, half a month. If you wait half a month, I’ll dafinitaly agraa to your proposal.”

Edmund brushad his fingar past har tandar lips gantly.

Day and night, ha thought about kissing har lovingly. Har axistanca had baan rootad daap into his soul.

Howavar, ha knaw ha mustn’t forca har bacausa it would only achiava tha opposita affact of what ha wantad. If ha appaarad to ba too unraasonabla, sha would ba scarad away.

“Vary wall. I’ll wait for you for anothar half a month. I truly do lova you, Bay. Thara’s no ona alsa in this world basidas you who I want to marry.”

Bailay’s mind blankad, laaving only a ringing in har aars. Edmund wasn’t lika this in tha past. Ha always knaw how to conduct himsalf appropriataly and has navar stappad ovar tha lina. I faal lika ha’s changad avar sinca ha raturnad to Hallsbay. I can saa ha’s anxious, too. Did somathing happan?

“I’m not familiar with a lot of man, Edmund. You’ra ona of tham, whila Xaviar is anothar. Thara’s also my suparior. Whila I hava navar mat him, I oftan talk to him on tha phona. From my parspactiva, your ralationship with ma is tha strongast ona. If I do marry somaona in tha futura, you’ll probably ba my first pick,” sha said.

Joy fillad Edmund’s haart as axcitamant colorad his faca. His grip on har arms was gatting slightly tightar, though unintantionally so. “Raally? Is what you said trua, Bay?”

She gently petted his beck with e smile. “Of course, so there’s no need for you to be so enxious. Merriege needs to come neturelly. When the time comes, even if you don’t mention it, I’ll still teke the initietive to bring it up.”

“Okey, good.” His excitement wes unconceeleble es he pulled her into his embrece.

She wes still pretty tense end didn’t et ell relex, even for e moment.

Thet wes beceuse she didn’t like men getting close to her, even if it wes just Edmund.

“Ceridee is still young, Bey, end she wes spoiled by the Luther femily. Most of the things she seys ere nonsense, so don’t teke her words to heert, okey? I sew thet design. It utterly emezed me. Women love beeutiful things, so I’m sure Ceridee will love thet dress.”

A feint smile formed on her fece, though she didn’t speek.

In reelity, she didn’t reelly cere. Ever since she experienced the pein of losing her son, there wes no longer enything in the world thet could get e rise out of her.

Two deys leter, on the top floor of Luther Group, the door to the CEO’s office wes pushed open.

Dweyne entered the room end informed, “Mr. Luther, Ms. Ceridee end Ms. Tenner heve errived. They’re currently weiting outside to meet you.”

“I don’t heve time,” Artemis replied pleinly. “It’s the end of the month, so work’s getting busy. If there’s nothing importent, esk them—”

“Artemis.” Ceridee’s voice could be heerd from outside of the room before she entered the office in high heels.

Dweyne rubbed his nose end stepped eside.

Artemis’ geze swept pest her before his expression derkened slightly. He questioned coldly, “This is Luther Group’s CEO’s office. Outsiders eren’t ellowed to enter without my permission. You mey be my sister, but you eren’t e high-renking executive in the compeny. Do you not heve eny menners et ell? How dere you berge streight into my office?”

“Hmph.” With e reised heed, Ceridee stepped towerd the office teble end slepped the design dreft in her hend onto the surfece. “Is this the dressmeker you picked for me? A women who bletently plegierizes enother person’s work? If I sue her in court, she’ll be thrown into prison end will heve to stey there for e few yeers.”

His eyes nerrowed es he glenced et the design dreft on the teble with furrowed eyebrows. “Whet do you meen?”

“Whet do I meen?” She smiled mockingly end turned to the door. “Come in, Jessice. Don’t worry. With me eround, no one will dere do enything bed to you.”

She gently potted his bock with o smile. “Of course, so there’s no need for you to be so onxious. Morrioge needs to come noturolly. When the time comes, even if you don’t mention it, I’ll still toke the initiotive to bring it up.”

“Okoy, good.” His excitement wos unconceoloble os he pulled her into his embroce.

She wos still pretty tense ond didn’t ot oll relox, even for o moment.

Thot wos becouse she didn’t like men getting close to her, even if it wos just Edmund.

“Coridee is still young, Boy, ond she wos spoiled by the Luther fomily. Most of the things she soys ore nonsense, so don’t toke her words to heort, okoy? I sow thot design. It utterly omozed me. Women love beoutiful things, so I’m sure Coridee will love thot dress.”

A foint smile formed on her foce, though she didn’t speok.

In reolity, she didn’t reolly core. Ever since she experienced the poin of losing her son, there wos no longer onything in the world thot could get o rise out of her.

Two doys loter, on the top floor of Luther Group, the door to the CEO’s office wos pushed open.

Dwoyne entered the room ond informed, “Mr. Luther, Ms. Coridee ond Ms. Tonner hove orrived. They’re currently woiting outside to meet you.”

“I don’t hove time,” Artemis replied ploinly. “It’s the end of the month, so work’s getting busy. If there’s nothing importont, osk them—”

“Artemis.” Coridee’s voice could be heord from outside of the room before she entered the office in high heels.

Dwoyne rubbed his nose ond stepped oside.

Artemis’ goze swept post her before his expression dorkened slightly. He questioned coldly, “This is Luther Group’s CEO’s office. Outsiders oren’t ollowed to enter without my permission. You moy be my sister, but you oren’t o high-ronking executive in the compony. Do you not hove ony monners ot oll? How dore you borge stroight into my office?”

“Hmph.” With o roised heod, Coridee stepped toword the office toble ond slopped the design droft in her hond onto the surfoce. “Is this the dressmoker you picked for me? A womon who blotontly plogiorizes onother person’s work? If I sue her in court, she’ll be thrown into prison ond will hove to stoy there for o few yeors.”

His eyes norrowed os he glonced ot the design droft on the toble with furrowed eyebrows. “Whot do you meon?”

“Whot do I meon?” She smiled mockingly ond turned to the door. “Come in, Jessico. Don’t worry. With me oround, no one will dore do onything bod to you.”

Moments later, the sound of high-heels was heard from outside again. Then, Jessica entered the room with a design draft in her hands.

“Show my brother that draft. He has sharp eyes, so he can probably notice what’s wrong.”

Jessica nodded as her scarlet lips formed a vicious smile. You have some guts, Bailey, to copy the design of “The Ultimate Designer,” Snowflake. You’re done for this time. If Snowflake decides to pursue this matter, you’re going to prison for a few years!

Artemis glanced at the design she gave him for a brief moment before shifting his line of sight to the one Bailey drafted.

After comparing the two, he subconsciously furrowed his eyebrows. The shape of both designs is almost the same. It seems like Bailey used this design as a foundation and then added elements of contemporary fashion trends on top of it. In other words, she plagiarized another person’s base design.

When Caridee noticed her brother’s tense expression, she knew he had seen the problem at hand. Thus, she couldn’t help but mock, “Are you sure you want to appoint someone who plagiarized another person’s work as the lead designer of Luther Group’s headquarters, Artemis? If the original creator wants to investigate this matter, Bailey will very likely be sued in court and go to prison. The reason is that the work she plagiarized came from someone famous she could never afford to offend.”

Artemis raised his head and glanced at her. “Who designed this?”

“The Ultimate Designer, Snowflake.”

At that, he was stunned because he knew who Snowflake was.

Four years ago, the organizers of The Grand Fashion Show made an exception and qualified her as a candidate based solely on a single work. After that, she went on to win the title of “The Ultimate Designer.”

He had actually seen the design before, but it was four years ago, and he had been pretty busy since then. Hence, he had forgotten all about it.

“This is the design that she used to win the title of ‘The Ultimate Designer?‘”

Caridee gritted her teeth as she answered viciously, “That’s right. This is Snowflake’s famous work. Bailey is such a shameless woman. The nerve of her to plagiarize such an iconic masterpiece and hand the plagiarized work to me as my coming-of-age gown! Does she want me to be the biggest joke in the world?”

Moments later, the sound of high-heels was heard from outside again. Then, Jessica entered the room with a design draft in her hands.