Charming Mommy of adorable triplets novel Chapter 815

Chapter 815

Michael had already stepped down from his position, and the person behind Peter held the same position as Michael. Mr.

Boucher would be left in a dilemma once that person managed to get his own man to take over Michael’s position.

When Michael was there, he was on the same side as Mr. Boucher. That was why the person behind Peter did not dare to act too blatantly,

She then asked, “So what did Mr. Boucher want you to do?”

Nolan rubbed the top of her head gently and with a profound smile. “What an entrepreneur is best at. As far as I know, Peter has a batch of red wine that urgently needs to be distributed on the black market. It’s said to be a batch of red wine, but in fact, it’s a batch of stolen goods.”

Maisie was astonished. “SO, Mr. Boucher wants you to purchase that batch of red wine?”

Nolan leaned back in his chair. “Mr.

Boucher doesn’t have any connections in the black market, but I happen to have a few of them. That’s why he needs me to join forces with him. Another requirement for the plan to work is that the people that I introduce to Peter must have nothing to do with anyone in the higher-ups so that Peter won’t be suspicious.”

He then stared at Maisie. “However, I’ll need someone’s help, someone that Peter has never met.”

Maisie blinked. “Who’s that?” Nolan responded instantly, “Saydie.

East of Bassburgh, at the port…

“Mr. Zhivkov, Mr. Gerald Cane has arrived.” A well-built man brought a man who was leaning on a cane onto Peter’s yacht.

Peter quickly pushed the two women beside him away and got up to greet him with a smile. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Cane. Your reputation in the black market is unprecedented by anyone in Bassburgh, and I can see the reason now that I’ve finally met you in person.”

Gerald waved his hand, motioning his subordinates to wait for him at the door, sat on the couch, and placed the cane beside him. “No matter how influentiall a m in the black market, I’m nowhere as near as how close you are with the people up there.”

Peter poured a glass of wine. “That’s very humorous of you, Mr. Cane. The entire black market is yours to own, while I’m only a man who runs errands for others.”

Gerald took the wine glass from him. “I’m not very into businesses that are not worth my effort. Taking such a big order from you is also a big risk for me. And when-”