2025-04-24 19:00:37“Mr Wesley, even if you tell me to cut my throat for you, I'll do that right now. I mean, I’ve been trying to figure out what work to do to get Harper a ring but it's…you know how hard it is to make money, don't you?”
“Well, I don't.” Wesley takes another sip. “Making money has been the easiest thing for me.”From where he sits, Aiden wants nothing more than to splash the wine in front of him on Wesley's face. Making money sure sounds easy for a man who uses his suit to clean coffee just for a contract.“Actually, I am the owner of this bar,” Wesley says. “But, shush, don't tell Harper. I don't want her to be worried about my networth.”Aiden tries hard to resist a scoff. “You must be trying really hard to live as a secret billionaire.”Wesley shrugs. “I want you to go to Harper's parents…tell them you said a few silly things at the grocery store without knowing the owner of the Vicholas group was around.”“I don't really un
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Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 1
Shoes in hands, shirt sticking to the part of his body from sweat, Aiden rushes into his father-in-law’s dressing room. He falls on his knees and drops the shoes in front of his father-in-law’s feet. “Is Harper ready?” His father-in-law asks his mother-in-law. “She should. We can't afford to be late tonight,” she says. “If the owner of the Vicholas group is really coming tonight, we are the luckiest family on earth.”“Tell me about it,” Aiden's father-in-law steps into the shoes. “It's all thanks to Wesley when you think about it. Just imagine he didn't inform us of this opportunity. Such a kindhearted young man,” Aiden's mother-in-law adds.Still on his knees, Aiden knows the message his mother-in-law is trying to pass across. That he's the poor wicked man holding on to her daughter but Aiden doesn't say anything. He's already been through a lot of shit in a day, all he wants now is for them to leave the house so he can have a bit of solitude. “Let me go get Harper, honey,” Aid
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 2
Aiden holds the phone between his shoulder and head as he arranges some dishes in the kitchen. “Tell me what is really happening.” Since when did he start getting involved in boring shit like signing contracts?“Sir…actually…” There is a long silence at the other end before the man starts to talk again, “my sister is scheduled for a surgical operation tomorrow.” “What the fuck!” Aiden snaps. “Just what are you trying to paint me as? The fucking bad boss?” “I'm sorry, sir,” the person at the other end says. “Fuck you. You're really going to pay for this after the surgery.” Aiden ends the call, dials a number to arrange for a chopper to get the man, his personal assistant, to his (his personal assistant’s) sister. How many times does Aiden have to tell this man that family comes before work? Aiden hurries into his room, takes off his sweat soaked shirt and changes into a new one, cursing under his breath all the while. He used to be like his personal assistant and he's paying the
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 3
Wesley shakes his head slowly. “How did I get here?” He laughs. “You must think I'm some ordinary person because you see me way too frequently.” “My bad. I should be on my knees since you're some rare god. Sorry, I totally forgot,” Aiden mocks. Wesley looks around, his face totally red in anger. He'll let this slide for now. Since the head of the Vicholas group is some unknown person, he could be watching right now. He turns back to Aiden. “This phone you broke, you are going to pay it back to me in the worst way you can ever imagine.” Aiden shrugs. “Let's see how.” Wesley is going when a thought crosses his mind. He returns back. “By the way, can't you see how odd you look here? If I were you, I'd go out before people suspect I'm too low for this kind of gathering.” “What's—”“No, dude. No need to explain how insecure you feel about things like this. I'm a man too and I know how I'd feel if my wife were a hundred times richer than I am. But, just how long do you think this can
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 4
A thought crosses Aiden's mind as he steps out of the dressing room. He sure knows Harper loves him but…remembering Wesley's words, he finds himself going across the hall to the party area. “Sir, you need to interview some of those who applied for the contract,” the man Park sent says after him. Aiden turns to the man. “Why?” The man walks closer to him. “Only five companies were chosen from the one thousand and eighteen companies that applied. So, you might need to be around to select the overall best company because we'll be needing just one.”Aiden nods. “I'll be back in a few seconds.” The man bows as Aiden strides into the hall where a soft music is now playing, the dance ground now filled up. At a glance, he scans the dance floor. There is no one who looks like Harper there. He glances at the tables around even though at the back of his mind, he knows Harper isn't some shy lady that will stay back on her seat while others are on the dance floor. Just as he's about to ch
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 5
“I don't—what? If this is a joke, Sir, it's too creepy, I mean, what the…” the rest of the words hang in his throat as he sees that Aiden really meant what he said. Wesley straightens up, wears back his coat and hisses. “You must think this company of yours is worth something because everyone is all over the place wanting a contract with it.”“Will you leave my office if you're done ranting?” Aiden asks. “Trust me, no one is going to get this contract other than me. You'll come back to beg me. There is no one here who deserves this contract other than me.” With that, he goes out, slamming the door after him. Outside, Harper rushes to Wesley, hoping to hear some good news from her best friend but the look she sees on Wesley's face causes her to freeze. “Miss Harper, could you please come in?” A voice echoes around the room before she can ask Wesley any question.“Forget about the contract, they're all a bunch of fools anyway,” she hears Wesley say as she goes in. With cold hands a
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 6
“Have you been sleeping since we left?!” She shoots a murderous glare at him. With a head bow, Aiden mutters some series of sorrys. “He's growing lazier day by day,” Aiden's father-in-law says. “Why won't he? All he does is wake up, eat, sleep and then repeat the circle over and over again.” “Mom…” Harper cries. Her mother looks at her. She opens her mouth to talk but soon closes it. “I'll let it slide this morning because of you, dear. But you…” she shoots another glare at Aiden. “Be prepared to start working before the end of this week. It's time you started contributing to this family. I can't continue feeding a useless full-grown man.” She hisses and goes in with her husband. Harper sighs as soon as they are gone. “You're not going to say anything to that either?” Aiden shrugs. “It's time to start working if you actually think about it.” “Damn! Do you know how much work you do in this house? Do you know how many hours of sleep— four hours of sleep is all you get everyday
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 7
“He also gave you a contract?” Harper asks, bewildered. “Well…I don't want to say this, but I actually instructed him to give the contract to Harper because…” he shrugs. “I'm not really in need of the contract. I'm here to settle down, have a family and…things like that.” By the time he's done talking, all the other three people on the table are staring at him in surprise. “Wait a minute. I want to understand this…” Aiden's father-in-law says, “you gave out your contract to our company? For free?” Wesley chuckles. “Come on, dad, you're making it too much of a big deal. You're the only family I have if you actually think about it.”“Oh…my Wesley…” Aiden's mother-in-law cries. “You're too good to be true.”“Shit. Why would you do that?” Harper asks. “You're making me feel indebted to you.” “But…” Wesley quickly says. Once he misses this opportunity, he might not be able to get it back. “Actually…” he bites on his lower lip, staring into his plate. “I messed up.” “What's that?” Wes
Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night 8
“Oh, you don't have to look so sad about that,” Aidan's mother-in-law says. “I don't know how Harper will feel about it…we've…” he looks down, deliberately lowering his voice. “She's my best friend and I don't…I don't want to do anything that will make her feel bad.” “Oh, gosh, you're so sweet,” Aiden's mother-in-law says. “I already said that is nothing to worry about.” “But…” Wesley looks at Aiden, faking a concerned look. “Will you be okay with it?”Aiden scoffs. “I sure look okay. What damn sort of man will hear this shit you're saying and still remain sane?” “Aiden, this is going to be my last warning,” Aiden's father-in-law says. “Shut up right now.” Aiden looks at his father-in-law and shakes his head. “I'm sorry, sir, but there is no way this is going to happen when I'm still in this house.” “That's what you want? I can now see how ungrateful you are. Park your things and get out of this house,” Aiden's father-in-law orders. Immediately, Wesley gets on his feet in front
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“Mr Wesley, even if you tell me to cut my throat for you, I'll do that right now. I mean, I’ve been trying to figure out what work to do to get Harper a ring but it's…you know how hard it is to make money, don't you?” “Well, I don't.” Wesley takes another sip. “Making money has been the easiest thing for me.” From where he sits, Aiden wants nothing more than to splash the wine in front of him on Wesley's face. Making money sure sounds easy for a man who uses his suit to clean coffee just for a contract.“Actually, I am the owner of this bar,” Wesley says. “But, shush, don't tell Harper. I don't want her to be worried about my networth.” Aiden tries hard to resist a scoff. “You must be trying really hard to live as a secret billionaire.” Wesley shrugs. “I want you to go to Harper's parents…tell them you said a few silly things at the grocery store without knowing the owner of the Vicholas group was around.” “I don't really un
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Aiden strides inside the bar where his mother-in-law says he has to meet with Wesley. He'll surely get an earful from his brother-in-law when he gets back home this evening but he isn't about to start caring about shit like that right now. He meets the eyes of the bartender just as he steps in. A terrible mistake. He can't turn back now. The man already saw him and is rushing over to him. “Everything is okay,” Aiden whispers as soon as the man gets closer. “Okay? How, sir? You're…” Aiden's eyes scans the place for Wesley. He can't find him yet. “Sir, I should have turned in the income statement to—” “How many times do I have to tell you everything is okay?” Aiden darts a glance at the man. “I'm sorry, sir. Anything you want, sir?” “Yeah. Get out of my way,” Aiden mutters. The bartender bows and hurries off. Aiden looks around again. He catches sight of Wesley sitting at a corner of the bar. One of the waitresses is filling a cup on Wesley's table.
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His voice is sounding too cool. Way too cool coming from the person she saw with those icy eyes earlier. That expression on his face as he threw the knife right in the man's neck…Just remembering it sends shivers down her spine. “Did that man do anything to you?” He watches her calmly. She can't help the damn tears that fall off her face. She thought she was going to die…with that man pointing the gun at her head, telling her stories about how he's killed more people than he can count. “You'll be fine,” Aiden mutters, patting her slowly on the back. It's not until a lot of minutes have passed that she realizes Aiden has been patting her all along. She quickly pulls away from him. “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to…” her face colours in a blush. “You’re okay? For real?” Aiden asks again. “Of course. I just need some hours of sleep…” but her eyes catching her reflection in the mirror causes a shriek of horror to escape her lips. “You'll definitely need more than a few hours of sle
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An unexpected panic seizes him out of nowhere. Did Beatrice really leave? He grabs his phone from his pocket and dials her number. A phone is ringing on the table. He walks toward it. He checks the caller. It's his own number. A sigh of relief escapes his lips. Damn. Experienced once, the last thing Aiden ever wants again is for some people he really cares about to disappear from his life. But…where did Beatrice leave without her phone? The phone rings again. This time, from a restricted number. At first he doesn't want to answer it but recalling Beatrice's desperate voice over the phone, he swipes the answer button. “Oh…I see you are finally here,” a male voice says at the other end. “The bitch you have been using as a disguise is here.” Aiden can't recognize the voice but he…His grip tightens on the phone. “What are you going to do now? I could kill her,” the voice mocks a
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Aiden looks around before whispering, “give me more time, Beatrice. Just a little more time.” “I can't, sir,” she says, sounding a bit…desperate. Aiden can't really tell but he's damn sure something is wrong with her because she is rarely nervous. “Give me say one hour,” Aiden whispers, looking around the room to be sure no one is near. “Sir, you said you were going to be back within three years, it's past that time and you don't seem ready to be coming.” “Come on, Beatrice, be a little more patient with me.” “If you don't come here within the next thirty minutes, I'm sorry, I'm going to have to quit. You didn't tell me the company was going to expand this big when we started.” Just as she hangs up, Aiden hears a male rough voice at the other end that sends some chill—chill of bloodshed—down his spine. “Shit,” he curses under his breath. He turns around and bumps directly into his wife. His heart skips a beat. Has she been listening to the conversation all these while?
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The frown on Aiden's face deepens. Is this guy filming so something? “Mom!” He screams again. The next moment, Aiden's mother-in-law comes running into the room in her night dress. “Are you okay? Bryan!” She rushes to where he is and manages to get a hold on him. “Oh my goodness!” She screams in horror, examining Bryan's hand. Aiden takes a step closer to see the hand she's looking in horror at. He can't see anything wrong with it. “You bastard, what are you waiting for? Get me the first aid…no, dial the emergency number.” “Emergency?” Harper's voice calls across the room. She too comes running toward her brother. She stops dead, confusion on her face. “What is going on?” She asks.“Can't you see?” Her mother snaps. “Your brother is bleeding!” Harper looks toward Aiden in confusion as if trying to ask him if she's the only one seeing what she's seeing. Aiden shrugs slightly. This is actually the first time he'll be seeing a fully grown man making a fuss about a slight cut
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Aiden relaxes in his seat. “You said that the last time and…two times ago…and three times ago and what?” He scoffs. “You have been repeating the same old shit since I met you.” All the men on the table don't dare look Aiden in the face even though his face is all concealed with a mask and cap. “You have one more chance left. If any other worker dies due to your carelessness again, I'm giving the company over to another capable person,” Aiden says. Pissed off with the other people at the table, he gets on his feet and goes to the other end of the room. His phone rings. It's a call from his personal assistant. “How is the surgery going?” Aiden asks. “It was successful, sir. I called you to ask you something, sir.” “No. For now, take care of your sister. Family comes first.” “She's okay, sir. Trust me, sir. She's fine.” Aiden sighs. When you think you're a workaholic, you only have to meet Park and he'll definitely blow your mind away. “Two seconds ago when I checked, you had
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The other people in the room except Harper hisses. A phone rings, everyone in the ring springs toward the phone. Harper answers the call“I have checked all of the chairman's schedule but he won't be less busy in the next two months,” someone at the other end says. “Two months?! Come on, that's too long,” Harper says. “To be honest, people who want to meet with the chairman have to book the appointment five months to the scheduled time,” the person at the other end says. Harper sighs and so do the other people in the room. “Alright. Thanks.” “I'm just tired, dad,” Harper's brother says as soon as the call ends. “What are we going to do now, honey?” “At this rate, we might just lay off the workers and close the company down.” “How could you say that?” Harper snaps at her brother. “Harper? What's that supposed to mean?” “You can't be talking like that!” “Dad, did you just hear your daughter?” Harper's brother turns to their father. “This girl doesn't have a bit of respect f
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Outside by the door, Aiden notices a man walking toward him.At first, Aiden thinks it's because of the cigarette he's smoking. Not wanting some shitty conversation with some security men, he stubs the cigarette under his feet. But still the man comes closer. Bracing himself, Aiden waits, hands in his pocket. “Hand over all you have stolen,” the man says. Aiden frowns. “I saw you going from car to car. I have been watching you over there for the past few minutes,” the man says. Aiden frowns again. This man cannot be drunk, right?“Oh, you want to prove to be stubborn.” Aiden's phone beeps. He takes it out of his pocket. He reads the message.A man in black clothes is on your tail; the message reads. He looks at the man in front of him, the man is in black clothes. Swiftly, he grabs the man and drags him to a corner with dim light. Aiden pushes the man to the ground, his right boot presses tight against the man's chest.“Are you going to tell me now?” Aiden asks, his voice no
