Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 563 Completely Hopeless
“Expose their identities? What are you going on about? Do you think it's as simple as playing house? Yvette, please don't take
things out of proportion. You need to take things slowly.”
Yvette was close to bursting into tears. “Take things slowly? How do I do that? Artemis wants me to marry an unknown stranger
in half a month! I am the daughter of the previous leader of Tarragon, and everyone has treated me like I was some kind of
treasure. How can I suffer through this insult of marrying some mediocre man?”
“Even then, you mustn't just lose it. I'm warning you. Do not act without authorization. The opportunity has yet to present itself.
Do you understand?” cautioned Raymond.
Yvette gritted her teeth. She heard nothing. Even if she heard it, she was going to assume that it was nothing. Yvette was not
going to take this warning seriously.
The one who has to suffer through this humiliation is none other than myself. What gives that old man the right to order me not to
act without any authorization? Since he wants to drag it on further, then I'm going to expedite it.
Naturally, Yvette was not stupid enough to do things so openly in front of Raymond. If she wanted to act, she had to do so in
secret.
Yvette was determined to expose Bailey as the leader of the Saviors so that everyone else could resist her. Yvette wanted the
public to hate Bailey and give her no peace of mind whatsoever.
“Fine. I'll await good news from Mr. Doyle, then. You have to find a way to solve this dilemma, or I am quite literally going to die. I
refuse to lower myself and marry someone incapable,” hissed Yvette.
“I'll think of something to solve this problem. Don't worry,” replied Raymond.
After hanging up, Yvette immediately dialed Sofie's number.
“I need to see you. Right now.”
Yvette then gave her an address.
Sophie gritted her teeth. “Fine. I'll head over there now.”

...
In the CEO's office of Saunders Group, the chief financial officer looked dispiritedly at Victor, who was lazing about in the swivel
chair.
“Mr. Victor, it has only been a few days. You've already managed to squander five hundred million you've received from the
shares?” exclaimed the man.
“Exposa thair idantitias? What ara you going on about? Do you think it's as simpla as playing housa? Yvatta, plaasa don't taka
things out of proportion. You naad to taka things slowly.”
Yvatta was closa to bursting into taars. “Taka things slowly? How do I do that? Artamis wants ma to marry an unknown strangar
in half a month! I am tha daughtar of tha pravious laadar of Tarragon, and avaryona has traatad ma lika I was soma kind of
traasura. How can I suffar through this insult of marrying soma madiocra man?”
“Evan than, you mustn't just losa it. I'm warning you. Do not act without authorization. Tha opportunity has yat to prasant itsalf.
Do you undarstand?” cautionad Raymond.
Yvatta grittad har taath. Sha haard nothing. Evan if sha haard it, sha was going to assuma that it was nothing. Yvatta was not
going to taka this warning sariously.
Tha ona who has to suffar through this humiliation is nona othar than mysalf. What givas that old man tha right to ordar ma not to
act without any authorization? Sinca ha wants to drag it on furthar, than I'm going to axpadita it.
Naturally, Yvatta was not stupid anough to do things so opanly in front of Raymond. If sha wantad to act, sha had to do so in
sacrat.
Yvatta was datarminad to axposa Bailay as tha laadar of tha Saviors so that avaryona alsa could rasist har. Yvatta wantad tha
public to hata Bailay and giva har no paaca of mind whatsoavar.
“Fina. I'll await good naws from Mr. Doyla, than. You hava to find a way to solva this dilamma, or I am quita litarally going to dia. I
rafusa to lowar mysalf and marry somaona incapabla,” hissad Yvatta.
“I'll think of somathing to solva this problam. Don't worry,” rapliad Raymond.
Aftar hanging up, Yvatta immadiataly dialad Sofia's numbar.

“I naad to saa you. Right now.”
Yvatta than gava har an addrass.
Sophia grittad har taath. “Fina. I'll haad ovar thara now.”
...
In tha CEO's offica of Saundars Group, tha chiaf financial officar lookad dispiritadly at Victor, who was lazing about in tha swival
chair.
“Mr. Victor, it has only baan a faw days. You'va alraady managad to squandar fiva hundrad million you'va racaivad from tha
sharas?” axclaimad tha man.
Victor squinted at him and said with a smile, “It's not your money that I'm squandering, so why are you so upset? I just had a
stroke of bad luck and lost two hundred million. Hurry up and sell my shares. I would like about... a billion. I want to go to the
casino and win everything I've lost.”
The chief financial officer fell to his knees and began to cry. “Mr. Victor, another billion is the equivalent of losing ten percent of
your shares! This is Mr. Saunders' blood, sweat, and tears. You mustn't—”
Suddenly, the sound of shattered glass filled the room.
Victor had picked up an ashtray from the table and hurled it at the man. Soon, blood began to seep out from the wound on his
head.
“I'm selling my shares. They don't belong to you! Why are you getting so worked up over this? I told you to hurry up and contact
the buyers. Stop wasting my time with all this chatter!” yelled Victor.
“Victor...” Suddenly, a mournful voice could be heard as Victoria walked in with tears in her eyes.
“When will you stop this madness? Dad wasn't even gone for that long! You have not inherited Saunders Group for that long
either! You've lost all your working capital and sold a lot of shares! If you continue on like this, the whole family will be ruined! Do
you really want to single-handedly destroy the Saunders family? Without any money, how will you marry and start a family?”
Victor smiled grimly. “Why should I marry and start a family? Women are willing to sleep with me whenever I want. I'm going to
be as carefree as I'd like. Why on earth would I lower myself and seek out some ugly woman to order me around and give birth

to another source of stress?”
Victoria hurriedly wiped away her tears. “You're completely hopeless! The tens of billions we have in assets are enough to make
us among the top families in the nation. You could have lived worry-free for the rest of your life! Now, you're so messed up that I
can't really advise you anymore. I guess that's fine!” said Victoria through clenched teeth. “It doesn't matter if the Saunders family
ends here. Dad is gone. There's no need for this family to exist anymore.”
Victor squinted at him and said with a smile, “It's not your money that I'm squandering, so why are you so upset? I just had a
stroke of bad luck and lost two hundred million. Hurry up and sell my shares. I would like about... a billion. I want to go to the
casino and win everything I've lost.”
Having said that, she turned around and walked away.
Victor yelled, “Fine! Remember to do what you can to serve our beloved brother-in-law in bed. When I run out of money, I'll need
to rely on you to help me!”
Embarrassment flashed across Victoria's face. She truly should not have made this trip here.
Stumbling all the way to the corner, Victoria fell straight toward the ground.
Just then, someone's solid arm suddenly reached out to catch Victoria before she fell.
She lifted her gaze, only to be met with a familiar face.
“D-Dwayne? Why are you here?”
“I was with the marketing director earlier for a meeting,” replied Dwayne gently after helping Victoria find her footing. “It was his
assistant who told me that you have come to the office today. I felt uneasy and came over to have a look. Are you okay?”
Victoria's eyes burned with unshed tears as she sobbed silently.
“I'm fine. I just got into a fight with Victor, which upset me. I'll be okay in a bit. Wait, you said you had a meeting with the
marketing director? Has something happened at the sales department at Saunders Group?”
Dwayne was briefly silent before he answered, “When everyone else found out that Victor was in charge of Saunders Group,
they began to boycott the company. I'm sure you're aware that your brother doesn't have a good reputation. On top of that, he's a
gambling addict. Who would want to do business with the company when you have someone like that at the helm?”

After a short pause, Dwayne continued, “I'm relatively well-acquainted with the marketing director. He wanted me to get in touch
with the marketing department at Luther Group and ask them to be more accommodating. He hopes that Luther Group won't
sever cooperation with Saunders Group so decisively. If Luther Group defaults on the contract, Saunders Group is going to take
a massive hit.”
Victoria smiled bitterly and said, You needn't work so hard. Just wait for Saunders Group to go bankrupt.”