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Chapter 115

Chapter 115 This Is Blackmail! “Uncle London’s mouth was temporarily scaled by Silas’s hand before he was hurriedly pushed outside. Silas followed and came outside soon after

‘Whint do you want? London 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 Gianna in your house? Silas glared, “it’s none of your business.” Landon teased, realizing that he discovered something. “Why did you invite Gianna to lunch and not me?” Silas shoved him aside. “What do you mean? Gianna 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 Gianna 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,” Gianna 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 it! his craft. The comer 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 was I not able to retrieve any information, but the target has even infected my computer with a virus.” “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. Gianna 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. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

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