Triplets’ Mighty Mom Novel novel Chapter 115

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 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!