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Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 455
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Chapter 455

Micah was a proud, dignified, and powerful man.

He would go through raging gunfights and battles without flinching a single bit. However, he was

currently crying because of Shannon, who was akin to useless trash in Yvette's eyes.

Why?

That sl*t is in such a sorry state. Nothing about her is attractive to men. Why is such an outstanding

man so devoted to her?

D*mn you, Shannon Lewitt.

You should just die.

Why are you not dead yet after going through so much torture?

“Ms. Sullivan, Mr. Doyle called just now. He is looking for you urgently,” Yvette's bodyguard reported in

a hushed voice.

With her fists tightly clenched, Yvette lingered outside the emergency room for half a minute longer

before she turned around and left.

Yvette, who had sat down on the stone bench in the garden, took over the phone from her bodyguard

and dialed Dominic's number.

The moment the call went through, Dominic spoke before Yvette could say anything. “Yve, are you still

not giving up after everything you've been through? If Micah truly cared about you, he wouldn't have

disregarded your feelings and insisted on saving Shannon.”

Yvette pursed her lips tightly and fell silent for a second. Holding back her tears, she replied, “I've liked

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him ever since we were kids. I've admired him for a long time, and to me, he's the most outstanding

man in the world. He's the only one for me.”

The elder on the other end of the line let out a soft sigh before saying, “That's because you have not

met any man who's better than Micah. For example... Tarragon's new leader. He's a powerful and

mysterious man who settled Tarragon's internal strife single-handedly. Micah and Holden also willingly

followed his lead. I'm sure you will change your mind after meeting the legendary man. Even Micah

can't be compared to him.”

The leader of Tarragon?

He was such a mysterious presence that he felt like a god who was out of women's reach.

Yvette suddenly tightened her grip on the phone.

Will I be able to get close to him?

It would be wonderful if I can.

Becoming the woman of Tarragon's leader would be the perfect outcome for her.

Although she liked Micah and wanted to marry him, Micah did not have any feelings for her at all.

Besides, his actions had already hurt her deeply.

She would rather take a gamble than continue loving someone unrequitedly.

If she could really meet the leader and become his woman, given her influence in Tarragon, she was

confident that she would eventually gain control of the organization.

“Mr. Doyle, who is the new leader of Tarragon? I've never seen him before. Is he very ugly and that's

why he doesn't dare to show his face?”

“No, not at all,” Dominic denied at once. “He's exceptionally handsome, and women would flock to him

in droves.”

When Yvette heard that, she could not help but feel excited.

Is Mr. Doyle intending to reveal the identity of the new leader?

If he's indeed very handsome, no, actually, as long as he's not too ugly, I wouldn't mind giving it a shot.

If she managed to become the matriarch of Tarragon, she would be able to torture Shannon in any way

she wanted.

She vowed that she would make sure that b*tch died a horrible death.

“Mr. Doyle, if you can help me become the leader's woman, I will give up on Micah.”

“Haha!” Dominic let out a hearty laugh before replying, “Sure, sure! If you listen to what I say, I'm sure

you'll have a bright future ahead! I'll make sure you become the leader's woman and reign over

Tarragon.”

Initially, Yvette was still rather hesitant. However, after listening to Dominic's words, a look of

determination flashed in her eyes.

“You haven't told me who the new leader is.”

“Just wait for two days. Two days later, the person in charge of Prudent Hall will be heading to Hallsbay

to report the organization's performance progress to the leader. As such, the leader will be at the

branch on that day. You will be able to meet him then. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you now

anyway.”

Yvette seemed to have caught some information from the elder's words and could not help but ask,

“That means the leader is currently in Hallsbay, right?”

“That's right. He resides permanently in Hallsbay.”

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Meanwhile, Wendy was strolling listlessly around the garden of the private mansion with a few maids

trailing behind her.

After spending some time with Holden, she was finally convinced that the man had indeed lost his

memory.

If that was the case, no one would know what actually happened back then.

At that time, he had approached her in order to steal confidential information. As for whether he had

ended up falling in love with her, it would always remain a mystery.

Holden was a mature and disciplined man. By right, if he did not love her, he would not have slept with

her, not to mention impregnate her.

Therefore, she was quite certain that the man did have feelings for her. Perhaps, that was also part of

the reason for his amnesia.

It was also possible that Tarragon did not want to lose a talent like Holden and had intentionally wiped

out his memories to force him to stay in the organization.

“Ms. Hoffman, Mr. Lewitt is back.”

Wendy turned to look across the artificial lake and saw Holden walking toward the residence with a

woman in his arms.

Who's that woman?

A crease appeared between Wendy's brows.

Could she be his new girlfriend?

At that thought, the woman headed toward the house.

She hurried toward the bedroom on the second floor and saw an attractive woman lying on the bed.

“You do know that I'm still here, right? Even if you have a new girlfriend, shouldn't you at least try to

hide it from me? You could have taken her somewhere else. Are you doing this on purpose just to

humiliate me?” Wendy said through gritted teeth.