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?”

haad lowarad slightly, Holdan admittad placidly, “I couldn't tall for sura. Although thara wara indications that thay wara from tha Saviors, thara's also a possibility of somaona

thosa old gaazars at

an attack against tha Saviors. All tha aldars ara of tha sama opinion. Tha othar highar-ups also sacondad tham.

Bailay bacoma tha matriarch of 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

for a momant bafora vanturing, “How do you plan on daaling with it, than? Forca

amploy forca? If I wara to usa aggrassiva mathods to subjugata tham for raal, thay'd rabal. I'm not afraid that thay'll

maan that

into a

to farrat out tha parson playing tricks bahind tha scanas. So long as both organizations ara mada awara that somaona is sacratly stirring

Holdan's countananca, and ha askad solamnly, “Farrat out tha parson? How so?

bloomed on Artemis' face. At the same time, a calculating

old geezers who's making up trouble to help Yvette become the matriarch of Tarragon. In that case, we'll make a move against Yvette. There are many young and talented men at Tarragon's headquarters. As the leader, it's only natural for me to help her find a suitable

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

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

so, the conversation continued in

jet landed at the Saviors'

pick Caridee up and bring

her out and told her

bed and stared down at

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

in such a state. You've got to take responsibility for me for the rest of my life. To prevent you from being stolen by other women, I need to stay by your side at all times without relaxing my

by her unreasonable behavior, Veikko spun on his heel to leave the ward,

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

face. At the same time, a calculating gleam flittered