Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 595 Get Pregnant
Tamara turned away slightly.
More than being angry toward her daughter, she was heartbroken.
Scarlett liked Justin, and her love for him bordered on obsession.
To get what she wanted, she used every means at her disposal. It was what Tamara had taught her over the years.
To Tamara, Scarlett had perhaps not done anything wrong, and thus, she could hardly blame her daughter.
“Mom, please, I beg you. Please save me. Regardless of whether I get a life or death sentence, my life is utterly ruined. I'm still
young, and my life is only just beginning. Are you really willing to see me spending the rest of my life in prison or take a bullet to
my head?”
Tamara's expression darkened.
Of course, she was not willing to do that, or else she would not have come on this day.
“Fine, then. After all, you're my only daughter. Who else can I protect if not you? Looks like there's only one way now. If you
agree with it, it might save your life and give me a chance to help you as well.”
Scarlett straightened her posture abruptly. Still kneeling on the ground, she grasped her mother's arm, asking desperately, “W-
What way, Mom?”
Tamara gritted her teeth and uttered, “Get pregnant.”
Rather shocked, Scarlett looked at her blankly and did not respond for a while.
Get pregnant? What is she talking about? Are we not talking about freeing me from this situation? Why is she talking about
getting me pregnant?
Clasping Scarlett's shoulders, Tamara snapped, “Listen to me, Lettie. With the evidence against you, even your father isn't going
to be able to save you. Don't you even hold any hopes of destroying the evidence either, as Bailey has a backup copy with her.
There is no way you can destroy it. The only thing you can do now is to be put on a suspended sentence, and the only way to do
that is to get pregnant. Do you understand?”

Scarlett was not a fool. Living in the Fletcher residence all year round, how could she not know what being put on a suspended
sentence meant?
However, it was one thing to understand what it meant, but to accept it was an entirely different matter.
“Mom, you have to help me. You must help me to get pregnant with Justin's child. I will only accept his, or else—”
Slap! The crisp sound of a slap rang out as Tamara gave Scarlett a tight slap across the face and roared angrily, “Even now,
you're still thinking about that b*stard, Justin? Don't you understand that you're this close to losing your life? Do you even
understand that?”
Scarlett pursed her lips. Lifting her head, she looked straight at her mother with a determined gaze and spoke in a firm voice.
“Unless it's with Justin's child, I refuse to get pregnant. Even if they sentence me to death right away, I still refuse to accept
anything other than that.”
“You—” Furious, Tamara raised her hand to slap Scarlett again.
However, when she saw her daughter's tearful appearance, her hand froze in mid-air, and she could not bring herself to do it.
Scarlett was, after all, her daughter. How could she bear to hit her?
Sighing soundlessly, she lowered her hand slowly, saying in a hoarse voice, “All right, then. We'll do it your way. I'll discuss it with
Mrs. Xuereb. If she agrees, I'll relieve her family of their difficulties.”
Wiping the tears from her face, Scarlett hugged Tamara tightly. “I knew you loved me and wouldn't let me ruin my body by getting
pregnant with just any man's child. I will never act alone again, Mom. I promise I will listen to you, okay?”
Tamara stroked the back of Scarlett's head, saying softly, “Lettie, remember this. Many people are keeping their eyes on our
family now, waiting for us to make a wrong move so that they can drag us down. Every move you make is being scrutinized. In a
way, our family is your support, but at the same time, it also constrains you. This is as much as I can do to help you. You must
watch out for yourself.”
Scarlett merely listened in silence.
In the CEO's office of Saunders Group, the butler's son, Salem, stood nervously in the middle of the room. He was looking at
Victor, who was sitting on the couch, with an anxious expression.

“M-Mr. Victor, something happened.”
Hugging the blonde woman beside him, Victor responded lazily, “Something happened? What could possibly have happened?
Don't make a big deal out of nothing. If there's nothing important, then get lost. Don't disturb me.”
Salem gritted his teeth. “The overseas company that you invested in a few days ago has been seized by the authorities. They
said it's an illegal business, and the money that we have invested cannot be returned.”
Bang!
The dull sound rang out as Victor pushed the blonde woman away, causing her to fall to the ground.
Leaping up from the couch, he glared angrily at Salem as he asked in a trembling voice, “W-What did you just say? The
overseas business has been seized? Then what about my money? What about the three billion that I invested? Is that all gone
too?”
Here he was, dreaming about his future fortune. According to his calculations, he had reckoned he could make at least ten billion
each year.
What about my ten billion? No, forget about that first. What about the three billion capital that I've invested? That was the last of
the funds I had after selling the last bit of shares I had left. If they're all gone now, what will I do in the future?
“Answer me! What about my money?”
Salem's legs buckled, and he fell to his knees, bursting into tears. “T-The boss has run off with the money. The police are now
investigating the case, but the boss has taken the money away through the biggest international money laundering organization
in the world. The police said that there is a ninety percent chance that they will be unable to recover the money and that you
should prepare yourself for the worst.”
Staggering backward, Victor finally fell back onto the couch.
“It's gone. It's all gone now. This time, it's all over, and I no longer have any shares left. What am I going to do? How will I
survive?”
After some thought, Salem steeled himself and suggested, “H-How about declaring Saunders Group bankrupt? You will still get
some money if you sell the company.”

Victor's mind was swimming with thoughts of how he was going to survive without any money. The moment he heard Salem's
idea, he immediately agreed, “Yes! I can sell the company. Quickly contact the potential buyers. I don't want anything else right
now other than money. All I want now is money!”
“Okay, I'll start contacting people immediately. I'll come back to you later with the news.”
With that, Salem left the office.
At the Saunders residence, Victoria was answering a phone call. After listening to something the caller said, she jerked up from
the couch.
“W-What? What do you mean? My brother is selling Saunders Group?”
“Yes, Ms. Victoria. Mr. Victor has squandered all his funds and shares. He has no money left now and is planning to sell the
company.”
Victoria's fingers trembled, and the phone slipped out of her hand, crashing onto the ground.
Just then, Lionel, who happened to be descending the stairs, saw the pale-faced Victoria trembling violently all over. Shocked by
the sight, he rushed forward to hold her at once.
“What's wrong? What happened?” he asked as Victoria buried her face in his chest, crying uncontrollably.
“Lionel, have I made a mistake? I shouldn't have handed the company to him in the first place. In just a month, he has wasted
the business that our past generations worked so hard to establish. That b*stard is actually thinking of selling the company now!”