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.”

face, but it did not quite reach his eyes. “Are you daydreaming, Mr. Raymond? My son's in your hands, while your grandson's

that he was shaking

on your word? Do you think I dare

son passed away at a young age and only left one descendant. Your grandson's your precious treasure, isn't he? I don't suppose you can have

merciless, stabbing Raymond where

at all! In that case, let's just keep stalling like

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

out, and he fell heavily onto

smile to Holden's 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

he asked, “A-Are you speaking the truth? You're returning Zaewora to the

on the condition that you hand over my

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

he uttered through

for a moment before adding, “Order Tarragon's men to withdraw from Zaewora first. I'll release your son once my people have

at his suggestion. “It doesn't matter to me, but the transition of power could take at least three

so hard that grating

the Hoffman family. As a show of respect for her, I won't go back on

with

all, Holden was in his prime and had no reason to worry about having no

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

boy,

this once. If you still have a conscience, Holden, you should stop using Wendy as your bait. She's given

my word,” Holden responded with

the bodyguard who

“Yes, sir.”

Sebastian was brought

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