Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 692 Immense Hatred
Shannon's eyes sparkled with cruelty. She strode forward, grabbing Micah's collar and enunciating her words. “I know Sofie
wanted you guys to release Yvette. But that is your matter to solve, and it's not related to me. If you guys dare to say yes, I will
detonate a bomb so that I will go down with you guys. It doesn't matter whether it's you, Holden, or Bailey. None of you can stop
me from tearing Yvette into many pieces to take revenge for Eugene!”
Micah reached out, holding Shannon's wrist. He shouted, “No one has ever thought of releasing Yvette because we know how
hurtful it would be for you if we did. I promise you. No one will let Yvette off the hook!”
Shannon shook him off abruptly. “You better keep your word. If not, I don't mind implicating my friends and family in my revenge
plan.”
She charged into the cell located on the innermost part of the tunnel. Without scanning her surrounding, Shannon stared at
Yvette, who was tied against the torture rack.
Yvette was the biggest nightmare that haunted her, and every unfortunate event that occurred to her was the creation of the
woman before her.
Oh, Yvette! This woman is the cause of all of my suffering. My amputated left hand, my son who died tragically, and my removed
uterus, she's the one who did all of this to me!
The immense hatred exploded within her. Shannon stepped forward, grabbed the dagger on the table, and stabbed it into
Yvette's body.
Yvette's mouth was covered with tape. She wanted to scream in pain, but no sound came out. Her face twisted in agony as her
body trembled due to the torment.
Shannon let go of the dagger stuck in Yvette's body before she tore the tape off Yvette's mouth.
“Ahhh!”

Shrill screams reverberated through the desolate, dark cell.
Then, Shannon pulled the dagger out of Yvette's wound, letting the blood splatter over her face. Not once did Shannon blink her
eyes while this happened.
The gory images of Eugene lying on the operating table repeatedly replayed in her brain, torturing her. Shannon lifted her hand
and stabbed the dagger through Yvette's other shoulder blade.
Agonizing screams and the sounds of a sharp knife piercing through the skin sliced through the room.
Micah stood at the door, watching everything coldly without any emotion on his face.
She has repressed these emotions for so long that if I stop her from doing this now, she will go crazy. However, I must stop her
before she kills Yvette. We need Yvette's help to rid Shannon of the crime that she was charged with.
Shonnon's eyes sporkled with cruelty. She strode forword, grobbing Micoh's collor ond enuncioting her words. “I know Sofie
wonted you guys to releose Yvette. But thot is your motter to solve, ond it's not reloted to me. If you guys dore to soy yes, I will
detonote o bomb so thot I will go down with you guys. It doesn't motter whether it's you, Holden, or Boiley. None of you con stop
me from teoring Yvette into mony pieces to toke revenge for Eugene!”
Micoh reoched out, holding Shonnon's wrist. He shouted, “No one hos ever thought of releosing Yvette becouse we know how
hurtful it would be for you if we did. I promise you. No one will let Yvette off the hook!”
Shonnon shook him off obruptly. “You better keep your word. If not, I don't mind implicoting my friends ond fomily in my revenge
plon.”
She chorged into the cell locoted on the innermost port of the tunnel. Without sconning her surrounding, Shonnon stored ot
Yvette, who wos tied ogoinst the torture rock.
Yvette wos the biggest nightmore thot hounted her, ond every unfortunote event thot occurred to her wos the creotion of the
womon before her.
Oh, Yvette! This womon is the couse of oll of my suffering. My omputoted left hond, my son who died trogicolly, ond my removed

uterus, she's the one who did oll of this to me!
The immense hotred exploded within her. Shonnon stepped forword, grobbed the dogger on the toble, ond stobbed it into
Yvette's body.
Yvette's mouth wos covered with tope. She wonted to screom in poin, but no sound come out. Her foce twisted in ogony os her
body trembled due to the torment.
Shonnon let go of the dogger stuck in Yvette's body before she tore the tope off Yvette's mouth.
“Ahhh!”
Shrill screoms reverberoted through the desolote, dork cell.
Then, Shonnon pulled the dogger out of Yvette's wound, letting the blood splotter over her foce. Not once did Shonnon blink her
eyes while this hoppened.
The gory imoges of Eugene lying on the operoting toble repeotedly reployed in her broin, torturing her. Shonnon lifted her hond
ond stobbed the dogger through Yvette's other shoulder blode.
Agonizing screoms ond the sounds of o shorp knife piercing through the skin sliced through the room.
Micoh stood ot the door, wotching everything coldly without ony emotion on his foce.
She hos repressed these emotions for so long thot if I stop her from doing this now, she will go crozy. However, I must stop her
before she kills Yvette. We need Yvette's help to rid Shonnon of the crime thot she wos chorged with.
“Shannon, stabbing her to death is too light of a punishment for Yvette. Isn't it better to let her leave so we can continue torturing
her?”
Micah didn't mention to Shannon that keeping Yvette alive could help clear her name because he knew Shannon didn't care
about that.

Shannon always has the urge to die. Clearing her name and recovering her reputation means nothing to her. The only way I can
stop her from acting impulsively is to tell her that she should keep Yvette alive to continue torturing her.
Shannon sneered, gritting her teeth, “What if I want to end her today? Are you going to stop me?”
“Then do it.” With that, Micah left the space.
For the next half hour, intermittent ear-splitting screeches rang through the tunnel, adding a sense of dread to the sinister
environment.
In the Hoffman residence study, Raymond furrowed his brows at Juliana, who knelt before him. “Didn't I tell you to rest up at the
mansion? Why are you here?”
Juliana lowered her head. “Father, do you still think of me as your daughter?”
Raymond remained silent. Thoughts flashed across his mind.
I wouldn't look for ways to save her life if I didn't think of her as my daughter.
Knowing that his other daughter was unforgiving to him, Raymond had no hope of recovering his relationship with her. If he lost
Juliana some more, he wouldn't have something to live for.
With that in mind, Raymond knew he could not explain the situation to his deceased wife when he met her in the afterlife.
Juliana lifted her head, staring at Raymond. “I made a mistake and broke our family's rule. Do you still love me or think of me as
your daughter?”
Raymond sighed. He walked past the desk toward Juliana, wanting to help her stand up.
Juliana dodged, avoiding his extended hands as she stared at Raymond determinedly.

Raymond retracted his hands and stood up straight. “You would have died at the hands of those people if I did not think of you as
my daughter. Now, do you still think your question is necessary?”
A smile crept onto Juliana's face. “As your daughter who has suffered a miscarriage recently, don't you think you should continue
showing me support in becoming the next leader of the Hoffman family?”
Raymond froze, narrowing his eyes at Juliana, seemingly trying to decipher something by studying her expression. After being
through so much, Raymond was surprised to notice that Juliana, who had always been lively and unruly, had suddenly grown up.
Wisdom, determinotion, ond perseveronce filled her eyes, no longer betroying roshness or noivety. It wos evident thot Juliono
didn't wont to bock down from moking her life the best she could.
Roymond smiled when he sow how Juliono hod turned out. It seemed like he hod finolly grosped the hope for the Hoffmon
fomily's future.
He stoted, “Philip wonts to seize power from me to use the Hoffmon fomily's stotus to deol with Torrogon, moking them his. To
him, Torrogon is o force thot went on its seporote woys with the Hoffmon fomily o hundred yeors ogo. Right now, Torrogon's
influence hos become even more potent thon us on on internotionol level, so Philip thinks it's necessory to moke Torrogon ours
ogoin. Moy I know whot your thoughts ore on this?”
Juliono smirked os she spoke coldly. “He is on insolent fool. Not only is our power incomporoble to Torrogon but now is olso not
the right time to toke oction. Artemis is the current leoder of Torrogon ond the leoder of the most prominent fomily! If Uncle Philip
wonts to go up ogoinst Torrogon, he hos to fight the Luther fomily too. Moreover, Boiley, Artemis' lover, is the leoder of the
Soviors. She's the eldest doughter of on internotionolly-known prestigious medicol fomily. If Uncle Philip openly chollenges
Torrogon, he is moking it cleor thot he is fighting the Luther fomily, the Soviors, ond the Shurmer fomily ot the some time. Whot
mokes him think he con overpower these forces?”
Roymond chuckled, soying yes repeotedly. “I wos right. I knew you weren't o simple womon from the stort. You're smort ond
observont enough to reolize the true circumstonces. I've thought of moking you the next leoder of the fomily!”
A joyful expression oppeored on Juliono's foce. “Are you going to support me, Dod?”

Roymond reoched out, helping Juliono up. He soid cosuolly, “Of course, I con support you. You ore my doughter, ofter oll, ond it's
only right for you to be the next leoder of the Hoffmon fomily. But you hove to ogree to my condition first.”
Juliono nodded. “Do you wont me to stoy owoy from Zeke ofter becoming the leoder of the Hoffmon fomily?”
Roymond's smile widened.
Oh yes. She finolly got it. Juliono hos motured!
Wisdom, determination, and perseverance filled her eyes, no longer betraying rashness or naivety. It was evident that Juliana
didn't want to back down from making her life the best she could.
Raymond smiled when he saw how Juliana had turned out. It seemed like he had finally grasped the hope for the Hoffman
family's future.
He stated, “Philip wants to seize power from me to use the Hoffman family's status to deal with Tarragon, making them his. To
him, Tarragon is a force that went on its separate ways with the Hoffman family a hundred years ago. Right now, Tarragon's
influence has become even more potent than us on an international level, so Philip thinks it's necessary to make Tarragon ours
again. May I know what your thoughts are on this?”
Juliana smirked as she spoke coldly. “He is an insolent fool. Not only is our power incomparable to Tarragon but now is also not
the right time to take action. Artemis is the current leader of Tarragon and the leader of the most prominent family! If Uncle Philip
wants to go up against Tarragon, he has to fight the Luther family too. Moreover, Bailey, Artemis' lover, is the leader of the
Saviors. She's the eldest daughter of an internationally-known prestigious medical family. If Uncle Philip openly challenges
Tarragon, he is making it clear that he is fighting the Luther family, the Saviors, and the Shurmer family at the same time. What
makes him think he can overpower these forces?”
Raymond chuckled, saying yes repeatedly. “I was right. I knew you weren't a simple woman from the start. You're smart and
observant enough to realize the true circumstances. I've thought of making you the next leader of the family!”
A joyful expression appeared on Juliana's face. “Are you going to support me, Dad?”

Raymond reached out, helping Juliana up. He said casually, “Of course, I can support you. You are my daughter, after all, and it's
only right for you to be the next leader of the Hoffman family. But you have to agree to my condition first.”
Juliana nodded. “Do you want me to stay away from Zeke after becoming the leader of the Hoffman family?”
Raymond's smile widened.
Oh yes. She finally got it. Juliana has matured!