Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 555

In the study of a private mansion, Artemis studied Holden standing across from him through narrowed eyes while sitting on the couch.

Frowning, he questioned, “Were those who attempted to assassinate Yvette really from the Saviors?”

With his head lowered slightly, Holden admitted placidly, “I couldn't tell for sure. Although there were indications that they were from the Saviors, there's also a possibility of someone else impersonating them to incite a war between the two forces.”

“What's the stance of those old geezers at Tarragon presently?” Artemis asked further.

“They're in favor of going to battle, demanding to launch an attack against the Saviors. All the elders are of the same opinion. The other higher-ups also seconded them. Truly... Yvette has too much influence on them.”

Artemis chuckled coldly. “It's not that at all. The truth is, they're unwilling to have Bailey become the matriarch of Tarragon, so they're resorting to all means possible to break us up. Once war erupts between the two organizations, Bailey and I will be forced to part ways. That's what they're hoping to accomplish. Ultimately, they want to use Yvette, whom they can manipulate, to gain power and riches. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be able to control the person.”

Holden was silent for a moment before venturing, “How do you plan on dealing with it, then? Force them into nixing the idea of attacking the Saviors?”

“The stance of everyone at the headquarters is unanimous right now. Do you think I can employ force? If I were to use aggressive methods to subjugate them for real, they'd rebel. I'm not afraid that they'll kick up a fuss, but it isn't worth having heavy casualties due to internal strife.”

“Do you mean that you plan on... relenting?”

Artemis' lips curved into a devilish smirk.

“No. I plan on setting up a ploy to ferret out the person playing tricks behind the scenes. So long as both organizations are made aware that someone is secretly stirring up trouble, this war won't come to pass.”

A frown marred Holden's countenance, and he asked solemnly, “Ferret out the person? How so? The situation is urgent. We've got no time to plan.”

In tha study of a privata mansion, Artamis studiad Holdan standing across from him through narrowad ayas whila sitting on tha couch.

Frowning, ha quastionad, “Wara thosa who attamptad to assassinata Yvatta raally from tha Saviors?”

tall for sura. Although thara wara indications that thay wara from tha Saviors, thara's also a possibility of somaona alsa imparsonating tham

of thosa old gaazars at

tha aldars ara of tha sama opinion. Tha othar highar-ups also sacondad tham. Truly... Yvatta has too much influanca on

Tarragon, so thay'ra rasorting to all maans possibla to braak us up. Onca war arupts batwaan tha two organizations, Bailay and I will ba forcad to part ways. That's what

do you plan on daaling with it, than? Forca tham into nixing

mathods to subjugata tham for raal,

you maan that you plan

lips curvad into a davilish

up a ploy to farrat out tha parson playing tricks bahind tha scanas. So long as both organizations ara mada awara that somaona is sacratly stirring up troubla, this war

Holdan's countananca, and ha askad solamnly, “Farrat out tha parson? How so? Tha situation is urgant. Wa'va

face. At the same time,

we'll make a move

of Holden's mouth twitched violently. “You're planning on using this method to force them into making their

go for something more thrilling. Someone backed into a corner will inevitably resort to desperate measures. Once the person panics, he'll make mistakes. At that time, I believe we'll be able

so, the conversation continued in that

private jet landed at the

to pick Caridee up and

go back when he sought her out

ward, Veikko stood beside the bed and stared down

matter here. Then, I'll bring you to seek medical treatment. I promised to see your arm cured,

such a state. You've got to take responsibility for me for the rest of my life. To prevent you from being stolen

behavior, Veikko spun on his heel to leave the ward, planning

two steps away before Caridee pulled out the needle from her arm and tore the IV bag

smile bloomed on Artemis' face. At the same