Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Holden's charming face darkened, and his eyes shone coldly.

Usually, that expression on his face was enough to deter just anyone, for Holden was a man who held significant sway in the international community, and a small gesture from him was enough to cause consequential damages.

Not everyone could withstand his wrath, but Sebastian seemed unperturbed.

Scoffing disdainfully, he smirked. “Don't expect that to work on me since you've never even taken care of me before, old man. Just so you know, pulling a face won't scare me.”

Holden stared at the boy for a while and chuckled.

Young but daring. That's my son. He might be locked up here, but he is not afraid and is even challenging me. That's interesting.

That realization somehow made Holden not as repulsive of the idea of suddenly having a son.

In fact, if Holden were to choose an heir, Sebastian would be the perfect choice.

“Those people out there want to kill you. Are you not afraid?”

Sebastian puckered his lips in annoyance. “Why should I be afraid? It's not like they will let me go if I'm afraid. I'm not naive like a three-year-old.”

Holden looked away, and his gaze fell on Juliana.

“Hi, Holden,” she greeted with a wide smile.

Holden was silent for a brief moment before asking, “Was I really in love with your sister?”

Okay... What kind of question is this? Doesn't he know if he's in love with my sister or not?

“I lost my memory, so I can't remember anything in the past six years, including the fact that your sister was pregnant,” Holden explained when he read what was on Julianna's mind.

He lost his memory?

A look of surprise crossed Juliana's face.

“I see. I wondered why the man Wendy loved would have the heart to leave her without any reason. Well, to answer your question, I believe you used to love her enough to have a child with her. If you were really just using her, you wouldn't have slept with her, let alone make her pregnant.”

Holden pondered for a while and nodded in agreement. “That makes sense. I reckon I did love her.”

Why does that sound so clinical?

Holden then looked at his son again, saying in a deep voice, “You stay here for a few days. I'll try to get you out. Remember: don't put up a fight or make things worse for yourself. Okay?”

Sebastian pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but on second thought, he kept quiet as Holden went out without further ado.

Juliana immediately piped up, “Holden! Wendy is a good woman. Because of you, she went against our father, who chased her out of the house and scrapped her name off the family. Yet, she never once regretted everything she did for you. Even after you deserted her, she still chose to give birth to Sebastian despite people pointing fingers at her. Women like her are a rare find.”

On the other side, Wendy was staring blankly into the air beside the flower bed in the Gezmond residence's garden when Lionel walked over and patted her shoulder, speaking to her gently.

“Are you still thinking about Sebastian? Don't worry. Mr. Raymond won't do anything to him. They know they won't get out of Hallsbay alive if the child dies in their hands.”

Wendy moved her tight lips, replying in a broken voice, “But Mr. Raymond already knew Sebastian is Holden's son. I'm afraid that he'll hurt Sebastian to safeguard his own interest.”

Lionel shook his head. “I don't think so. Sebastian's identity as Holden's son might just protect him in times like this. Mr. Raymond will let Sebastian go once he gets what he wants from Holden, or else Holden might do everything he can to crush the Hoffman family, which has just recently recovered from defeat.”

“What if Holden doesn't do anything?” Wendy looked up at Lionel, sobbing. “Holden might dismiss the threat and end up angering Mr. Raymond. Sebastian will be dead if that happens.”