Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Artemis smirked. “I didn't force you.”

“Oh, no, no. I'm the one who's willing to work for you. Who dares to say that you're forcing me?” Dwayne quickly uttered.

Despite saying that, he had already cursed the Luther family several times inwardly. He even wants to get me, his friend, into trouble. Can he be any more shameless?

“Forget it. Get the director of the design department to discuss it with her. It's not as if I have to see her. Call Stephen Chandler later and tell him to come to the CEO's office.”

“Okay.”

“By the way, have the paternity test results of that kid and Mr. Larson come out yet?” Artemis inquired.

“Not yet. It'll probably be out tomorrow morning.”

“All right, then. Let me know when the results are out.”

If that brat isn't Mr. Larson's child, then...

In the living room of the Luther residence, Felicity was sitting on the couch chatting with Beatrice.

After exchanging some pleasantries, Beatrice began to talk about her purpose for dropping by. “Mrs. Luther, Max is already at this age. Shouldn't we bring forward Artemis and Ronni's marriage? I believe the two of them will be able to give you a grandchild or two after they get married, and when the time comes, you'll be the most fortunate lady in Hallsbay.”

Hearing that, Felicity knitted her brows and replied with a troubled look, “My son has always made his own decisions. If he doesn't give his approval, I'm afraid we can't proceed with the marriage. I'm sure you know Artemis has a cold personality and has never been close to women. Ever since that one time with Ronni seven years ago, he never had sex with her again. Till now, I still haven't figured out his thoughts, and I can't force him to marry Ronni.”

After saying that, she gave it a thought before suggesting, “Why don't you try your best again, Ronni? See if you can have sex with him for one night. It'll be easier for me to pressure him when he has already touched you.”

to respond that Artemis would not let her go near him when her mother shot her a glance, which scared her so

her on the back of her hand several times. “Men are all the same. As long as

my daughter's side guiding her is truly a great blessing,” Beatrice voiced flatteringly. “And she should cherish it. In the future, she'll certainly be filial to you as she is

shoulder before saying, “Mom is right. I'll be filial to you in the future, and

you're filial, Ronni. You've given birth to an heir to the

glances, a

is on our side, I'll be able to turn things around. One

in a week, so I came here today to invite you to the Jefferson residence for

birthday banquet, but Old Mr. Luther is still abroad on business, so he may not be able to make it back in time. Please don't take offense to that when the time comes,

course not. Don't be so serious, Mrs. Luther. Your husband is usually very

family, she must respect Artemis' uncle as her elder. Hence, I was thinking of inviting Mr. Chivers and his wife over to the Jefferson residence, but I'm worried that it would be too abrupt to call them,

Yoel a call. They should pay a visit to the maiden home of their nephew's future wife. You're very thoughtful. If you

“Exactly.”

a few more moments before Beatrice got up to

almost time for dinner. Why don't you stay and have a quick meal

I need to take care of at home, so I won't bother you any further. I'll be sure not to refuse your hospitality the next time I

longer. See

“Okay.”

that, Rhonda walked out of the living room holding

there was no one around did she chuckle sinisterly. “That old woman has agreed to attend the birthday banquet at our house, and the Chiverses will also be attending. I must destroy that b*tch Bailey's reputation in front

with a smug expression on her charming face. “Even her mother couldn't win me back then, and I took over her role. It's still too early for a child like her to

as she asked, “Do you have anything to do with that woman's death,

but I know that someone did it deliberately. As for who was behind it, I have no clue. She had kept a huge secret, and it was probably the reason for

“So—”