Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 374
Edmund's hand, which had been holding the cup, jolted slightly.
As he lowered his head, a trace of bitterness flashed across his eyes.
“Grandpa, is providing an heir for the family that important? Do I really have to deliver an heir for the Chivers family?”
Glen was bewildered upon hearing that.
As he finally made sense of Edmund's words, his face grew solemn. “It's not that we desperately want an heir, but at the very
least, it's better if there's a woman who can keep you company and take care of you. Otherwise, how are you going to live the
rest of your life? Eddy, some people are destined to come into your life for a brief moment, so you don't have to be so obsessed
with them.”
A bitter smile played around Edmund's lips. In a hoarse voice, he replied, “But I have already fallen for her. Grandpa, you used to
be deeply in love with Grandma too. There was a time when you even wanted to end your life for Grandma. You should
understand the torture of being in love with someone.”
As he spoke, he suddenly rose to his feet and walked up to Glen. He dropped to his knees abruptly.
“Grandpa, I'm afraid I'll have to become the first unfilial child of the Chivers family.”
As a clever man, Glen understood what he meant.
However, there was nothing he could say at that point.
“Forget it. Get up first. Some things are destined by fate, and no one can change them. If God really wants the Chivers family to
be heirless, there is nothing we can do anyway, right?”
Edmund lowered his head. After remaining silent for a while, he slowly got up. “The Chivers family still has other members. I'll
pick one of my uncles' children in a few years and adopt him. Grandpa, don't worry. I won't let the Chivers family lineage end like
this.”
Glen waved his hand.
His grandson had been in such distress. As the elder of the family, he couldn't bring himself to force his grandson.

“Your own path is still up to you. No matter what decision you make. I'll support you.”
Edmund was moved and had no idea what to say at that moment.
Edmund's hand, which had been holding the cup, jolted slightly.
Meanwhile, Zoey had locked herself in the bedroom of the Shurmer residence since the press conference, and no one could talk
her out of it.
Looking at her dejected daughter in bed, Waverly couldn't help but say with a sigh, “I once thought you two were really destined
to encounter each other. Otherwise, God wouldn't have sent you to save him at the most critical moment. But after learning that
he has a connection with that girl from the Jefferson family and has three kids with her, I feel nothing but sorry for you. Zozo, he,
perhaps, is not the right one for you. Y-You have to let him go.”
Zoey, who was in a daze, became agitated after hearing what her mother said. In a hoarse voice, she yelled, “Mom, are you
refusing to take my side too? Are you telling me to return to Lostaria gloomily and become the laughingstock of the entire upper-
class society?”
Waverly narrowed her eyes as she looked at her daughter. A moment of silence later, she responded in a deep voice, “Then
what do you want to do? Artemis has publicly announced the identity of the three children and also mentioned that he would not
marry anyone but Bailey. There are no secular taboos between them. Do you still think you can separate them after everything?”
Zoey merely pursed her lips without saying anything.
Her mother sounded like she was defending Bailey.
She has started to defend Bailey even though she's, up to this point, still unaware of who Bailey is. If she found out, that would
be... No, I will never allow this to happen. That b*tch has stolen my man. I can't just sit back and watch her steal my identity as
the heiress of the Shurmer family too.
“Mom, I...”
Waverly sat by the bed and held her daughter's wrist without giving her a chance to speak. She then urged, “Zozo, you're the
lady and daughter of a prestigious family. Over the past few years, countless good-looking and talented men have come to the
Shurmer residence to propose to you. Why are you ruining your life for a man who doesn't even like you?”

Meonwhile, Zoey hod locked herself in the bedroom of the Shurmer residence since the press conference, ond no one could tolk
her out of it.
Looking ot her dejected doughter in bed, Woverly couldn't help but soy with o sigh, “I once thought you two were reolly destined
to encounter eoch other. Otherwise, God wouldn't hove sent you to sove him ot the most criticol moment. But ofter leorning thot
he hos o connection with thot girl from the Jefferson fomily ond hos three kids with her, I feel nothing but sorry for you. Zozo, he,
perhops, is not the right one for you. Y-You hove to let him go.”
Zoey, who wos in o doze, become ogitoted ofter heoring whot her mother soid. In o hoorse voice, she yelled, “Mom, ore you
refusing to toke my side too? Are you telling me to return to Lostorio gloomily ond become the loughingstock of the entire upper-
closs society?”
Woverly norrowed her eyes os she looked ot her doughter. A moment of silence loter, she responded in o deep voice, “Then
whot do you wont to do? Artemis hos publicly onnounced the identity of the three children ond olso mentioned thot he would not
morry onyone but Boiley. There ore no seculor toboos between them. Do you still think you con seporote them ofter everything?”
Zoey merely pursed her lips without soying onything.
Her mother sounded like she wos defending Boiley.
She hos storted to defend Boiley even though she's, up to this point, still unowore of who Boiley is. If she found out, thot would
be... No, I will never ollow this to hoppen. Thot b*tch hos stolen my mon. I con't just sit bock ond wotch her steol my identity os
the heiress of the Shurmer fomily too.
“Mom, I...”
Woverly sot by the bed ond held her doughter's wrist without giving her o chonce to speok. She then urged, “Zozo, you're the
lody ond doughter of o prestigious fomily. Over the post few yeors, countless good-looking ond tolented men hove come to the
Shurmer residence to propose to you. Why ore you ruining your life for o mon who doesn't even like you?”
Zoey bit her lip, holding back her rage.
She knew that her mother had given up on taking her side. There was no point in talking about it any further.
In any case, I won't let that b*tch off. I would rather destroy the man that I couldn't get than let her have him. Or I could just
destroy her or kill her.

In the afternoon, Bailey was invited to a coffee shop by the corner of the street.
The one who invited her was her father, Clarence.
To be precise, it was her adoptive father.
They were seated at a window seat on the second floor.
Bailey stared at the emaciated middle-aged man sitting across from her. Her expression remained unchanged.
People always said that nothing was more important than love from parents. However, the man before her had never cultivated
warmth in their home.
In the past, she was filled with indignance and resentment. Nonetheless, at this point, after learning that she was not the
daughter of the Jefferson family, she was indescribably calm.
Without the familial bond, everything seemed to not matter anymore.
“Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Jefferson?”
Clarence didn't reply to her question. He just stared at her. A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
This dull-witted man was still under the impression that his wife betrayed him, got pregnant with another man, and let him father
the man's child.
Bailey seemed to see through him, but she didn't explain anything, and neither did she plan to tell him Zoey's identity.
“Mr. Jefferson, if you only want to grab a coffee with me, I will make a move first now that I have finished my coffee.”
With that, she pretended as if she was going to leave.
“Wait a minute,” Clarence hurriedly called out to her. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “Have you long known about your identity?”
Bailey raised her eyebrows. “So what if I did, and so what if I didn't? Do you think we can change the outcome?”