Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Artemis smirked. “I didn't force you.”

“Oh, no, no. I'm the one who's willing to work for you. Who dares to say that you're forcing me?”

Dwayne quickly uttered.

Despite saying that, he had already cursed the Luther family several times inwardly. He even wants to

get me, his friend, into trouble. Can he be any more shameless?

“Forget it. Get the director of the design department to discuss it with her. It's not as if I have to see her.

Call Stephen Chandler later and tell him to come to the CEO's office.”

“Okay.”

“By the way, have the paternity test results of that kid and Mr. Larson come out yet?” Artemis inquired.

“Not yet. It'll probably be out tomorrow morning.”

“All right, then. Let me know when the results are out.”

If that brat isn't Mr. Larson's child, then...

In the living room of the Luther residence, Felicity was sitting on the couch chatting with Beatrice.

After exchanging some pleasantries, Beatrice began to talk about her purpose for dropping by. “Mrs.

Luther, Max is already at this age. Shouldn't we bring forward Artemis and Ronni's marriage? I believe

the two of them will be able to give you a grandchild or two after they get married, and when the time

comes, you'll be the most fortunate lady in Hallsbay.”

Hearing that, Felicity knitted her brows and replied with a troubled look, “My son has always made his

own decisions. If he doesn't give his approval, I'm afraid we can't proceed with the marriage. I'm sure

you know Artemis has a cold personality and has never been close to women. Ever since that one time

with Ronni seven years ago, he never had sex with her again. Till now, I still haven't figured out his

thoughts, and I can't force him to marry Ronni.”

After saying that, she gave it a thought before suggesting, “Why don't you try your best again, Ronni?

See if you can have sex with him for one night. It'll be easier for me to pressure him when he has

already touched you.”

With a blush, Rhonda was just about to respond that Artemis would not let her go near him when her

mother shot her a glance, which scared her so much that she quickly changed her words. “All right. I

won't let you down and will do my best to please Artemis.”

“That's more like it.” Felicity reached out and took her wrist, patting her on the back of her hand several

times. “Men are all the same. As long as the woman makes an effort, they will be at your mercy.”

“Having you by my daughter's side guiding her is truly a great blessing,” Beatrice voiced flatteringly.

“And she should cherish it. In the future, she'll certainly be filial to you as she is to her own mother.”

Rhonda held Felicity's arm, resting her head on the latter's shoulder before saying, “Mom is right. I'll be

filial to you in the future, and you'll have another daughter from now on.”

Upon hearing that, Felicity was delighted by her response, and her smile widened into a broad grin. “All

right, all right. I know you're filial, Ronni. You've given birth to an heir to the Luther family and must take

the biggest credit, so the future lady of this family can only be you.”

As Beatrice and Rhonda exchanged glances, a thought came into the latter's mind.

As long as Mrs. Luther is on our side, I'll be able to turn things around. One day, I will get rid of that little

b*stard Maxton and give Artemis another son.

“By the way, Mrs. Luther, my husband's fifty-fifth birthday is in a week, so I came here today to invite

you to the Jefferson residence for a meal. Would you be free that day?” Beatrice inquired.

“Yeah.” The corner of Felicity's eyes crinkled as she added with a smile, “I naturally want to attend my

in-laws' birthday banquet, but Old Mr. Luther is still abroad on business, so he may not be able to make

it back in time. Please don't take offense to that when the time comes, Mrs. Jefferson.”

“Oh. of course not. Don't be so serious, Mrs. Luther. Your husband is usually very busy, so let's not

disturb his work.”

After saying that, Beatrice continued with a pretense of embarrassment, “There's a saying that uncles

of a family must be well-respected. Once Ronni marries into the Luther family, she must respect

Artemis' uncle as her elder. Hence, I was thinking of inviting Mr. Chivers and his wife over to the

Jefferson residence, but I'm worried that it would be too abrupt to call them, so I was wondering if I

could trouble you to...”

Nodding in understanding, Felicity replied with a smile, “That's easy. I'll just give Yoel a call. They

should pay a visit to the maiden home of their nephew's future wife. You're very thoughtful. If you don't

invite them, it may become a subject of gossip in the future.”

“Exactly.”

The two of them chatted for a few more moments before Beatrice got up to say goodbye.

“It's almost time for dinner. Why don't you stay and have a quick meal before leaving, Mrs. Jefferson?”

Felicity offered.

With a smile, Beatrice declined politely, “There are still many things I need to take care of at home, so I

won't bother you any further. I'll be sure not to refuse your hospitality the next time I come to here,

though.”

“All right. I know you're very busy these days, so I won't keep you any longer. See your mom out for

me, Ronni. I have to go upstairs to see if Max is awake.”

“Okay.”

With that, Rhonda walked out of the living room holding Beatrice's arm and dismissed the

housekeeper, who was following behind.

Only after confirming that there was no one around did she chuckle sinisterly. “That old woman has

agreed to attend the birthday banquet at our house, and the Chiverses will also be attending. I must

destroy that b*tch Bailey's reputation in front of all the prominent figures in Hallsbay.”

Beatrice snorted lightly with a smug expression on her charming face. “Even her mother couldn't win

me back then, and I took over her role. It's still too early for a child like her to go against me now.”

Rhonda could not contain her curiosity as she asked, “Do you have anything to do with that woman's

death, Mom?”

“Don't talk nonsense,” Beatrice reprimanded softly. “Her mother's death has nothing to do with me, but I

know that someone did it deliberately. As for who was behind it, I have no clue. She had kept a huge

secret, and it was probably the reason for her tragic death.”

“So—”

“That's enough. You shouldn't worry about the past. Right now, you should be thinking about how to get

into Artemis' bed. Mrs. Luther has already declared her position that as long as you have sex with

Artemis, she will pressure him into marrying you. Since that old woman has agreed to help you, you

must grasp this opportunity, understand?”

“But he forbids me to go near him...”

Shooting her a glare, Beatrice chided, “Don't you know how to use tricks? Be it drugging, bewitching, or

seducing. As long as you achieve the desired effect, why should you care about the process?”

“O-Okay. I'll go back and think about it.”

“Don't bother doing that. Just go to the kitchen, make some soup, and send it to Luther Group. We

create opportunities through our means, understand?”

“Okay, got it.”

Meanwhile, at Shelbert Condominium, Bailey came out of the bedroom with a sling bag over her

shoulder.

“I'm heading to Luther Group. Will you be all right being home alone?”

Zayron pursed his lips when he heard that.

As if I've never stayed home alone.

“Go ahead. Lock the door behind you. I'm afraid I can't control my legs to run out and get into trouble.”

Giving him a side-eye, Bailey grabbed the key from the top of the shoe cabinet and left.

Beep!

Hearing the notification sound from the phone on the coffee table, Zayron reached out and grabbed it.

A text message popped up on the screen: The evil woman is making soup in the kitchen to send it to

Daddy. How should I mess with her, Idiot?