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.”

around. A smile spread across his face, but it did not quite 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 could

man's words that he was

word? Do you

But it's really unfortunate for you, Mr. Raymond. Your son passed away at a young age and only left one descendant. Your grandson's your precious treasure, isn't he? I

words was merciless, stabbing Raymond where

In that case, let's just keep

Mr. Raymond? I'd suggest you get rid of your wishful thinking. After all, your grandson's in Prudent Hall.

he fell heavily onto the

face. “Indeed, I did take Zaewora from the Hoffman family. Many years have passed since then, and Tarragon has grown significantly. As such, I'll be generous and return the territory to

voice trembling as he asked, “A-Are

over my son, and of course, I'll also release

man shut his eyes, and calmness filled his tired-looking eyes when he

uttered through

Tarragon's men to withdraw from Zaewora first. I'll release your son once

transition of power could take at least three or four days. Are you sure your grandson

teeth so hard that grating

a show of respect for her,

with no

all, Holden was in his prime

that was not the case for Raymond. His son had passed away, and he himself was well past the age to procreate. Hence, his grandson

to happen to the little boy, his family line would

once. If you still have a conscience, Holden, you should stop using Wendy as your bait. She's given too much for your sake, and she's not a

assured. I'm a man of my

gestured at the bodyguard who was standing at the side. “Bring Mr.

“Yes, sir.”

Sebastian

had been sleeping and eating well, so much so that he had gained