Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 459

Holden failed to stifle a laugh. “Do I look like a fool to you? I know my son wouldn't be freed upon your return.”

Raymond merely shrugged his shoulders, looking like an old rogue. “Don't forget, Mr. Lewitt, you're the one asking me for a favor, and I'm the one making the decisions here.”

“Is that so?” Holden slowly got out of his seat and fished out an emerald pendant from his pocket, playing with it in the palm of his hand.

Upon noticing the pendant, the older man sprang to his feet. “What did you do to my grandchild?”

“Nothing much. All I did was send him to Tarragon's Prudent Hall for an experience. The kid's lacking in physical fitness, so he passed out a couple of times, but don't worry, he's still alive.”

Raymond's expression changed drastically at the mention of Prudent Hall.

That place was akin to hell, where all sorts of gruesome torments would be inflicted, and chances of making it out alive were slim.

“Holden, although we're enemies, we should still abide by the unspoken rule of not harming the women or children. Are you trying to break that rule by targeting my grandchild?” he questioned.

Amused by the older man's accusations, Holden chuckled.

This old bat dares to talk to me about the unspoken rules of our industry. Does he have no shame?

“Well, isn't my son in your hands right now? Aren't you threatening me with my son? If not, then I'll take my leave,” he voiced.

With that, he turned around and walked to the door. However, he did not forget to add, “Oh right, Mr. Raymond, he's your biological grandchild, correct? If you wish to save him, then you'll have to agree to my terms. As for the terms... I'll think about it at home and let you know.”

The older man's face twitched violently as it grew red with fury.

He was the one threatening Holden and had gotten what he wanted, but the tables turned in the blink of an eye.

In fact, it was a dramatic turn of events.

Raymond exclaimed, “Wait! I'll trade with you! Give me control over Zaewora, withdraw from Epea, and release my grandson. In return, I-I'll let your son go.”

reach his eyes. “Are you daydreaming, Mr. Raymond? My son's in your hands, while your grandson's in mine. It's only fair if we make an equal exchange. How

was so infuriated by the man's words that he was shaking

your word? Do you think I dare not kill your

a young age and only left one

was merciless, stabbing

bad at all! In that

rid of

and he

how severely devastated the man was brought a smile to Holden's face. “Indeed, I did take Zaewora from the Hoffman family. Many years have passed

as he asked, “A-Are

condition that you hand over my son, and of course,

his eyes, and calmness filled his tired-looking

he uttered through

adding, “Order Tarragon's men to withdraw from Zaewora first. I'll release your son

suggestion. “It doesn't matter to me, but the transition of power could take at least three or four days. Are you sure your grandson will be able

so hard that grating sounds could be

a show of respect for

with no other

losing one. After all, Holden was in his prime and had no reason

he himself was well past the age

anything were to happen to the little boy, his

I'll trust you this once. If you still have a conscience, Holden, you should stop using Wendy

assured. I'm a man of my word,” Holden responded

the bodyguard who was standing at the

“Yes, sir.”

after, Sebastian was brought

well, so much so that he