Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 131

Chapter 131

“I really don't know,” Dodi responded with a sigh. “Mr. Luther, I'd like to help you, but my father was the only person who saw Anonymous three years ago. She was wearing a mask when she arrived at the palace so no one could see her face. All I know is that she's a woman.”

The corners of Artemis' lips twitched.

F*ck! Of course I know she's a woman. I don't need him to remind me of that fact!

“Then try to fish information from your father. He was the patient, so he should know who did the craniotomy for him back then.”

Seemingly conflicted, Dodi remarked, “Even you failed to make him talk, so why would you think I can do that? Mr. Luther, I'll give you a concession of two percent so you can earn billions. In return, stop torturing me. I can't help you!”

Arching a brow, Artemis stopped insisting and said, “Fine. I won't force you, but I'll find another company to import petroleum for the next half of the year. We can collaborate again in the future.”

“Don't do that!” Dodi sat up hastily and put on a solemn expression. “I'll go to my father and tell him that the businesses under Luther Group will pull out of Eskaria if he refused to spill Anonymous' identity. That will make him talk.”

Artemis' lips curved into a sly grin as a calculative look appeared in his gaze.

“Prince Dodi, you're observant and flexible, so I believe you'll accede to the throne one day. I hope we can collaborate in the future.”

Dodi's lips twitched.

He's indeed a sly fox, as everyone claims. Crafty and cunning, he sets up a trap without even blinking. I didn't pay attention and ended up falling into the trap he set for me.

“I do hope so, Mr. Luther. After this matter comes to an end, I hope you'll hold on to your word and help me accede to the throne.”

Artemis chuckled. “No problem. What about the two percent concession you mentioned earlier? Does it still count?”

The veins on Dodi's forehead throbbed as he clenched his jaw furiously.

He's not going to suffer any losses, huh? No, he refuses to let any profit slip past his hands.

Forcing a smile, he answered, “Yes, of course. This is a completely different matter. I shall ask my men to change the contract so you'll get a concession of two percent.”

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of Artemis' lips

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Dodi's lips twitched.

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motter comes to on end, I hope you'll hold

percent concession you

veins on Dodi's foreheod throbbed os

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for being so generous,

Chivers residence, everyone was

drip as he sat on the couch while the three kids played

who followed his

table, Susan turned over her shoulder to glare at

never played gin rummy before,

glint appeared in Glen's eyes as he reached to pinch her cheek. Roaring in laughter, he said, “The boys are too

platter and saw Edmund and Bailey standing outside the door. Her

area turned

held Bailey with his other hand. Walking over to the couch, he told Glen, “Grandpa, this is

Bailey's hand and added,

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