First thing in the morning, someone rang the doorbell of the Crowne residence.Marissa wouldn't have heard it if she was in her bedroom, buried under the blanket and snoring loudly like her own husband. Sadly, the strange things that kept happening with her useless son-in-law had kept her awake since three in the morning. She was just drinking water in the kitchen when she heard the bell.However, instead of walking to the living room to open the door, she stomped her feet further inside. The direction was clear. She knocked on the scum's bedroom door and called in a loud voice, "Wake up, you useless son-in-law!"When there was no answer, Marissa banged her hand against's the door.She'd continue to do so until that useless scum woke up. How could he still be asleep around this time? He should be up since dawn to clean the place and make breakfast. No matter what he said two nights ago and yesterday about no longer cooking for them anymore.When he

A pair of married couples fumed to themselves. Their current target of this negative emotion was none other than their own son-in-law, Ryan Wilder. “Ungrateful scum,” Marissa said for the third time, walking back and forth with a heavy scowl on her face. Sitting on the leather couch in the living room, her husband threw the newspaper in his hand with displeasure. The headline told him a piece of news he rather did not know. ‘VERNEST’s New Owner, The Mysterious Businessman Have Yet to Make Appearance!’ If only he didn’t know that the mysterious new owner was his own degraded son-in-law, he’d be speculating about it with most of the rich people in the world. Not only did that press conference from Vernest stir the luxury brand enthusiast into a roar, but it also sparked new interest as the businessman behind it said the acquisition hadn’t even shown his face. “Businessman?” Robert scoffed grimly, “More like a scum that deserves to die.

It had been three days since Ryan unceremoniously terminated Violet's contract with her agency on her latest movie – the Lover's Fool.Indeed, the title perfectly fits how the filming work.No one could sway him on his opinion. Terminating the contract was the best course of action. If anyone said anything against it, they didn't think Violet deserved better than being a lowly pornstar without her consent.Ryan chuckled at the thought. Obviously, his own in-laws didn't think anything was wrong with that particular movie. It was like they didn't care in the slightest. Could it be that was the case?His face turned bitter at the speculation. To be honest, he wasn't surprised. Despite their claim that they loved Violet so dearly, they let her do something unspeakable and would let her bare all of herself to be recorded for everyone to enjoy.He was sick, just thinking of it."This is all your fault!" Marissa said again for the countless t

In one of Heathrow Airport's parking lots, four members of the Crowne family gathered, getting ready to dish insulting sneers and bitter words to one particular son-in-law. Ryan took his mind off his in-laws, focusing on a stranger who had just parked a convertible near them. It was yet another time to show off. "Good morning, sir. I'm in need of a car, like right here and now. How much will it takes for a car like yours?" That was a small correction on his part. Truly, Ryan didn't need another car. He could as well grab a cab and be done with it, but his in-laws, especially Jared, needed something to remind them that he had changed. He wasn't the meek, useless man they could treat like trash or slave whenever they wanted. Ryan slightly tilted his head, appearing more domineering, and then gave the convertible driver a smile to lower the intensity. The convertible driver was taken aback, unconvinced. He removed his sunglasses and scoffed at Ryan's lac

Early in the evening, Ryan set out with his newly bought convertible. He was following behind Jared’s car, driving under the gloomy sky of London and through its less populated street.His older brother-in-law had offered to ride together, but he wasn’t in the mood to deal with that CEO prick. Moreover, he didn’t want to buy another car just because Jared dumped him on an unfamiliar street.That being said, he’d just follow the CEO prick to whatever meeting place it was.About half an hour later, Jared’s car slowed down to a stop on a side road. The block was filled with red brick buildings and trees along the pedestrian. Several other cars lined up, not less fancy than the ones they owned.Getting out of the convertible, Ryan looked around his surroundings. A movie theater, beauty salon, several office buildings, and a few restaurants with their dim lights, contrary to neon bright, fast food service. Most buildings there were closed, either out of business or empty, but Jared walked