Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 115 This Is Blackmail!

“Uncle…” Nathan’s mouth was temporarily sealed by Eugene’s hand before he was hurriedly pushed outside. Eugene followed and came outside soon after.

“What do you want?”

Nathan peered suspiciously through the front door. “Who’s inside?”

Eugene slammed it shut. “Mind your own business, will you? Is there anything that you need from me?”

Nathan 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 Olivia in your house?”

Eugene glared. “It’s none of your business.”

Nathan teased, realizing that he discovered something. “Why did you invite Olivia to lunch and not me?”

Eugene shoved him aside. “What do you mean? Olivia isn’t here!”

Nathan was persistent and wore a wronged expression. “Alright, I’ll give her a call then!”

glare turned cold. “Do you want me to

you, okay? I’m here because I’m launching a

deeply. This is none other

come to Nolan

great!” Nathan immediately exclaimed. “Uncle, then I’ll take my leave. I hope everything goes

as he left. Eugene felt frustrated and amused at the same time—it wasn’t easy to have Olivia over for a meal yet he had been interrupted

headed inside and both mother and son looked up at

if you’re busy, just go

dining table and sat down. “It’s nothing.

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

act a month ago, so he had installed a layer of firewall and alarms. Now that it happened

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

turned a bright shade of blue and the man in

dial a number on his

going?” The other end of the line was

my hands on some basic information. The target has someone of a high skill level secretly obstructing my work. Not only was I

more skillful