Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

It was as though he was poking Artemis' heart with a needle. Even though Artemis did not feel any

pain, it was utterly unbearable for him. He felt like he was suffocating, as if someone was gripping his

throat.

It was as though he was poking Artemis' heart with a needle. Even though Artemis did not feel any

pain, it was utterly unbearable for him. He felt like he was suffocating, as if someone was gripping his

throat.

At that very moment, the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped drastically again. Justin

could not restrain himself from touching the tip of his nose before piping up, “That boy is not Edmund's

biological son.”

In an instant, Artemis shot him a penetrating gaze. His tone was stern as he demanded, “What did you

say?”

Justin quirked his brows. Aha! My instinct is proven right! The tyrant has seemingly taken a fancy to

Bailey and is thinking of pursuing her, but he can only dismiss the idea because of Edmund.

Undeniably, it's inappropriate to eye a woman his cousin is in love with. If that boy is truly Edmund's

flesh and blood, our Mr. Luther can only lick his wounds silently then. After all, he knows he shouldn't

have designs on his buddies' women. Needless to say, it would be different if that woman had never

indulged in intimacy with Edmund before and borne him a child.

“I called you over to tell you something about the paternity test. Someone hacked into my computer

and amended the result.” Justin cut the crap.

Artemis knitted his brows instantaneously. He was the one who created Justin's medical system.

Shielded by layers of firewall, it was almost impossible for anyone to hack into it. Unless it's a top-notch

international hacker... Could it be Spook?

“Bring your laptop over to me. I need to check on that myself,” Artemis requested solemnly.

Justin replied placidly, “You can do that some other time. That's not the important point here and not

what I wanted to talk to you about.”

At this point, he paused as his expression turned odd.

Displeased with his hesitation, Artemis snapped grimly, “What the heck is going on? Cut to the chase!”

Justin raised his head to gulp down his glass of red wine before he turned to walk toward the desk.

Then, he reprinted a copy of the paternity test result.

Artemis followed behind Justin and stretched out his hand to snatch the printed copy from him. Even

though he did not have any expertise in the medical field, he could still understand fundamental

medical terms.

Pointing at one of the sections in the copy, he questioned, “What does this mean?”

Heaving a sigh, Justin elucidated slowly, “You don't need to doubt yourself. That's exactly what you

think it means. Let me put it this way. That boy is related to Edmund, but he's not Edmund's biological

son. In other words, the boy could be his brother or sister's son. In conclusion, they are blood-related or

known as intergenerational blood relatives. Do you get it now?”

His words repeated in Artemis' mind. A thought niggled at him, but when he tried to ponder it further, it

slipped away.

Intergenerational blood relatives? He knew what it implied. It meant the boy's biological father must be

one of Edmund's cousins, either from his paternal or maternal side.

Catching sight of Artemis falling into a trance, Justin could not wrap his head around the former's

stance. Unable to help himself, he asked, “Do you need me to investigate further?”

As his temples started to throb, Artemis massaged them while replying hoarsely, “No need for now.”

Justin pursed his lips. He could see the avoidance amidst the resignation on Artemis' face.

Nonetheless, as the latter's friend, he was fully aware that he should not let him continue falling deeper

into the rabbit hole.

“If that boy is Simon's son, he'll be your nephew, and Ms. Bailey will be your sister-in-law. Artemis,

you've always been able to keep a cool head regardless of any circumstance. Thus, I'm sure you can

think this through without my guidance. Don't force yourself into a corner. Snap out of it before it's too

late, okay?” he advised earnestly.

Even so, Artemis only waved his hand. “Thanks for your concern. Pass me your laptop. I need to dig up

the intruder hacking into your medical system.”

Utterly speechless, Justin had no choice but to give in to him. Unequivocally, it was good enough for

him to hint at Artemis tactfully. It might exacerbate the situation if he continued nagging at the latter.

Hence, he advanced toward the desk again to pick up his laptop and pass it to Artemis.

The latter regained his usual composure and sat on the couch with the laptop. Shortly after, his slender

fingers typed on the keyboard swiftly. The grimness on his face intensified as time elapsed.

“How's it going? Did you manage to find out anything?”

Thud! After closing the laptop lid abruptly, Artemis finally opened his mouth. “It's Spook's account.”

Startled, Justin was at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, Edmund and the two boys had a lot of fun in the amusement park the whole day.

By the time he sent them back to Shelbert Condominium after dinner at a restaurant, it was already

eight at night.

Just as Edmund was about to leave, Bailey put on her shoes. “I'll send you down.”

Edmund flashed her a faint smile. His smile widened as he caught a glimpse of the two boys winking

fervently at him. At the same time, he flashed them an “okay” sign behind Bailey's back.

After watching them leave, Zayron remarked blissfully, “From now onward, I'm also an heir with a net

worth of at least a hundred billion. I foresee the others' jaws dropping when they know about my new

identity as the young heir of the Chivers family!”

Maxton grinned gleefully. “Ha! I'm officially the youngest Mr. Chivers from today onward. Don't worry. I

won't fight for the title of heir.”

“How about Artemis Luther? Are you disowning him?”

“Who's he? Do I know him? Stop saying he's my father, okay?”

“Suck-up,” Zayron retorted with a scoff. “Didn't you insist that you wanted Bailey to be your stepmother

previously? Are you taking back your words now?”

“I don't see any difference. As long as she can be my mother, it doesn't matter to me who my father is,”

Maxton replied matter-of-factly.

Hearing that, Zayron did not know what to comment.

“Oh yeah! Idiot, do you know what that despicable woman is scheming about? She's not my biological

mother but had the gall to suggest taking a maternity test in front of everyone. I can't fathom what's in

her mind!”

Zayron shot him a glance speechlessly. “You're indeed hopeless. Not only are you disowning your

father, but you're also refusing to acknowledge your mother. What do you want then?”

Puffing out his cheeks, Maxton riposted in exasperation, “She's not my mother!”

Rolling his eyes, Zayron mocked, “Didn't you say that Artemis Luther's not your daddy just now? Hmph!

Only a fool would believe your words.”

Maxton was rendered speechless.

In the meantime, Edmund and Bailey were walking abreast along a stone path.

“Bay, when are you coming to the Chivers residence for a meal? I can barely wait to introduce you

officially to my parents,” Edmund asked abruptly.

Bailey halted in her tracks and tilted her head to stare at him.

The dim light penetrated the leafy treetops, cascading over his face and faintly illuminating it.

She chuckled and replied with a melodious voice, “I might be busier lately. We'll talk about it again

sometime later, okay? Anyway, I'll always be here. Don't tell me you're worried I'll run away.”

Edmund's heart fluttered uncontrollably as his hand touched her bangs, twisting a strand of hair around

his fingertip coyly.

Bailey did not have the courage to look intently into his affectionate gaze. Casting her head down, she

mumbled, “Edmund, it's getting late. You'd better—”

There was a sudden warm sensation on the back of her head as his other hand cradled it. In the next

second, his face loomed over her before closing in gradually.

Realizing what was about to happen, she stretched out her hands hastily and placed them on

Edmund's shoulders, trying to stop him from inching forward. “Don't do that. Others on the road might

see us.”