Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 115

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Chapter 115 This Is Blackmail! “Uncle…” Landon’s mouth was temporarily sealed by Silas’s hand before he was hurriedly pushed

outside. Silas followed and came outside soon after. “What do you want?” Landon peered suspiciously

through the front door. “Who’s inside?” Silas slammed it shut. “Mind your own business, will you? Is

there anything that you need from me?”

Landon was glad to see him flustered. “Aren’t I clever? I saw your car and made a guess that you’ve

moved here. Isn’t that Camila in your house?” Silas glared. “It’s none of your business.” Landon teased,

realizing that he discovered something. “Why did you invite Camila to lunch and not me?”

Silas shoved him aside. “What do you mean? Camila isn’t here!” Landon was persistent and wore a

wronged expression. “Alright, I’ll give her a call

then!”

Silas’s glare turned cold. “Do you want me to throw you abroad again?” Landon laughed awkwardly as

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he argued, “Please, don’t do that. I’m just messing with you, okay? I’m here because I’m launching a

new game and I haven’t found any investors. Are you interested in investing, Uncle?” Silas exhaled

deeply. This is none other than plain blackmail! “Bring your proposal and come to Nolan Group

tomorrow!” “Yes! That’s great!” Landon immediately exclaimed. “Uncle, then I’ll take my leave. I hope

everything goes smoothly for you!” Silas watched as Landon’s figure grew smaller as he left. Silas felt

frustrated and amused at the same time-it wasn’t easy to have Camila over for a meal yet he had been

interrupted by Landon.

He headed inside and both mother and son looked up at him. “Mr. Nolan, if you’re busy, just go ahead,”

Camila said.

Silas walked over to the dining table and sat down. “It’s nothing. Let’s eat.” South wasn’t eating; he was

typing away on the computer that he had brought over. It started to beep in warning all of a sudden,

causing his little eyebrows to lock tight together-someone was tracking down information regarding him

and his mommy yet again.

He had already noticed the same act a month ago, so he had installed a layer of firewall and alarms.

Now that it happened again, who was it? He traced the hacker’s history according to the electronic

tracks that were left behind and realized that the hacker wasn’t very skilled in his craft. The corner of

his lips curled slyly into a slight smile with his face bearing the confidence far from an ordinary little

boy’s. His tiny fingers flew across the keyboard; he was well-versed while O’s and 1’s constantly

flashed on the display screen at lightning speed. Then, he hit ‘Enter’. Done!

At the same time, someone else’s computer screen turned a bright shade of blue and the man in front

of the screen was unable to have it return to normal, no matter how hard he tried

In hopelessness, he could only dial a number on his phone. “Hey, Miss Lara!” “How’s your investigation

going?” The other end of the line was Lara. “I’m sorry, Miss Lara. I could only get my hands on some

basic information. The target has someone of a high skill level secretly obstructing my work. Not only

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was I not able to retrieve any information, but the target has even infected my computer with a virus.”

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“Are they even more skillful than you?”

“Yeah, and not just by a little bit! Miss Lara, you should find someone better to investigate them!”

Lara hung up and looked over at Edward. “So, if we’re unable to track their information, Old Man Nolan

probably can’t do it too, right?” “Technically, that’s the case. However, Lila called earlier and informed

that Silas has moved to Muse Peninsula.”

“Muse Peninsula? Why?”

“I’m not sure!”

Lara asked as she frowned, “He couldn’t have moved there because of Landon, right?” Edward replied,

“Or, maybe he discovered the hacker that we hired to keep an eye on him and he didn’t want to be

monitored!” “I’ll look into it tomorrow. The mother and son are starting to be more and more suspicious!”

On the other side, South had sent the hacker running within a few minutes and was back to eating his

meal. Camila was almost unsurprised when she asked, “What happened?” “Someone’s tracking our

information!” he replied, as he picked up another piece of chicken wings. His oily little lips smacked

together in enjoyment.

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