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I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 786-THEN, I WILL KILL HIM!
Mr. Gon scoffed, unable to believe it. “Zoni, I’m serious! This is about my family’s honor. I can’t back down. You just need to pull your investments and tell others to do the same. We can take him down quietly.” Mr. Zoni gave a faint smile that Mr. Gon couldn’t see. “Listen to me carefully, Gon. If it’s a choice between backing you or tangling with Joseph, I’d rather die. You might not know this, but Joseph holds significant sway among businessmen and even the authorities. No one in Leeds would dare oppose him.” Mr. Gon fell silent, shocked. “Zoni… Are you saying you fear that young man more than me, your old friend?” Mr. Zoni chuckled slightly, his tone firm. “It’s not about fear, Gon. It’s about being realistic. Joseph has ties you can’t even imagine, and people respect him because of that. Myself included.” Mr. Zoni continued with an almost conspiratorial whisper. “Let me tell you something I’ve never shared. Once, someone underestimated Joseph, thinking he was just anot
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 787-100 APPEAL 50
For a moment, Magno let his words sink in. Then he added, “And remember, failure is not an option. I don’t care how many lives must be sacrificed or how much chaos we create. Tonight, we will make Joseph’s life a living hell.” Among the mercenaries, a gray-bearded man who looked experienced raised his hand. “What makes you so sure we can win?” he asked in a low voice. Magno stepped down from the stage, approaching the man with a piercing stare. “Because I believe, victory is within our grasp.” As the night deepened, Magno cast one more look at his troops. “We move now,” he commanded. “Make tonight Joseph’s worst nightmare.” The mercenaries began to march, their steps aligned with military precision. Yet, hidden in the shadows, someone watched their movements. A young man in a dark cloak smirked, his eyes glinting with excitement. “They have no idea what’s coming for them,” he whispered, vanishing into the darkness to deliver a warning that could change the course of this
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 788-BAD NEWS FROM...
Mr. Gon, who had been smiling smugly, now looked furious. His eyebrows furrowed deeply as he watched their forces fall one by one. “These are the mercenaries you boasted about, Magno?” he shouted, his voice full of rage. “They were supposed to defeat just 50 people!” Magno swallowed hard, struggling to find an excuse. “Maybe... maybe this is just the beginning,” he said, though his voice betrayed his lack of confidence. On the other side of the field, Jacky stood calmly, his hands folded behind his back. His face remained expressionless, his sharp eyes observing the battle, as if assessing his comrades' performance. One of the remaining mercenaries, breathing heavily, glanced at Jacky with fear. He knew that the man with the unflinching gaze was a far greater threat than he appeared. But before he could react, one of the G Alliance members landed a hard punch on his jaw, sending him stumbling back and collapsing unconscious. Mr. Gon clenched his fists, his face flushed with an
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 789-ROTTO BLAKE
Mr. Gon swallowed hard, cold sweat dripping from his temple as he stared at Joseph, who stood tall with an icy glare. Realizing the catastrophic impact that could befall his company, Mr. Gon felt his heart pounding, and without hesitation, he dropped to his knees. “Forgive me, Mr. Joseph!” Mr. Gon’s voice was hoarse, nearly cracking. He lowered his head deeply. “I... I will do anything. Please, don’t destroy my company. I beg you... give me another chance!” Joseph looked at the old man kneeling before him with an expressionless face, but the sharp glint in his eyes showed he wasn’t easily swayed by pity. Magno, who stood beside his father, stepped back in shock. “Daddy! What are you doing?” Magno tried to pull his father up, but Mr. Gon shoved his son’s hand away harshly. Mr. Gon’s eyes burned with a nearly unbearable frustration. “Shut up, Magno!” Mr. Gon snapped, his voice full of anger. “All of this is because of you! You’re a troublemaker! If only you hadn’t caused this
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 790-KILLING THE TRAITOR
The news about the attack by Magno and Mr. Gon on Joseph's research laboratory had shaken Leeds, spreading rapidly. The headlines featured dramatic images of the destroyed lab's ruins, accompanied by speculation about Joseph's grand ambition—his revolutionary climate control technology. The news became a hot topic, causing fear and unease among the global elite. If this technology were indeed created, Joseph would gain immense power, shaking the military and medical industries to their core. In a luxurious office with tall windows overlooking the cityscape, a woman sat behind a large marble desk. Her hair was neatly styled in a bun, her face adorned with perfect makeup, yet her eyes betrayed a hint of hidden anxiety. In front of her, a flat-screen TV broadcast the latest news about the incident. The woman crossed her arms over her chest, her fingers tapping the desk in a rapid rhythm, a sign that her mind was racing. "If this technology really becomes a reality, we'll all lose
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 791-MIRANDA
The next morning, Joseph returned to Villa Grade A. The cool morning air carried the scent of dew and fresh wind across the villa’s grounds. Joseph walked calmly toward the front door, holding back a triumphant smile hidden beneath his composed face. Inside, Katty was waiting for him with a look of pure love. Her small belly was beginning to show signs of pregnancy, and Joseph felt a deep happiness upon seeing her. He approached Katty, gently touched her cheek, and then bent down to kiss her belly. “How’s the future mommy?” Joseph whispered softly. Katty smiled, her eyes radiating happiness. “Better now that you’re home,” she said. “Honey… is your problem solved?” Joseph nodded slowly, his smile spreading clearly across his face. “It’s all done; everything went according to plan,” he replied calmly. He leaned down again, kissing her tenderly, as if to reassure Katty, who might still harbor some lingering worries. Katty looked at him for a moment, concern in her eyes. “An
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 792-TWO PROFESSORS
Miranda rose from her chair, her voice barely a whisper, “Just wait and see what I’ll do to sabotage Joseph’s project.” *** The first few days working at the villa felt like a torment for Jenny. Her new role as a housemaid trapped her in what felt like endless punishment. Every morning, she woke up early to clean the villa, prepare meals, and take care of various household tasks. However, nothing was more unnerving than the cold gaze Joseph often cast her way in the living or dining room. One morning, as Jenny was tidying up the living room, Joseph appeared, standing silently in the doorway, his sharp eyes fixed on her. He said nothing, only observing her every move with a look full of suspicion. Jenny’s heart began to race. “I want every corner of this villa kept spotless,” Joseph said coldly, his tone almost devoid of emotion. “And make sure you don’t touch anything that doesn’t belong to you.” Jenny nodded, struggling to suppress the anger and shame boiling inside her.
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 793-ABOUT THE PROJECT
Professor Samuel spoke first, his voice calm yet full of enthusiasm. "My field of expertise is climate control on a micro-scale and humidity regulation. With years of field experiments and research, I’ve developed technology that allows weather control in enclosed spaces. This method could be very useful for your large-scale project." Joseph looked at him, visibly impressed. "And what is the success rate of your method so far?" Samuel nodded, looking confident. "So far, in Switt, we’ve managed to regulate humidity in indoor agricultural areas, with over 90% success without harming the ecosystem. This could be a starting point for developing a system for your project, Mr. Joseph." Joseph nodded, his eyes gleaming with hope. Then he turned to Professor Rowan. "And you, Professor Rowan?" Professor Rowan gave a wide smile, showing white teeth that contrasted against his dark skin. "My field is alternative energy research and environmental technology. At Denko, we focus on energy-e
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CHAPTER 845-THE END
In the Hospital Corridor The hospital corridor felt eerily quiet, though the sound of medical staff's footsteps and the occasional beeping of machines broke the silence. Joseph sat on a long bench, gripping his phone tightly, his mind wandering far. Occasionally, he took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. Mr. Barta patted his son-in-law’s shoulder. "Katty is a strong woman. Trust me, she’ll be fine." Before Joseph could respond, the cry of a baby suddenly echoed from the operating room. He immediately stood up, his face filled with happiness. The operating room door opened, and a doctor stepped out, removing their mask. "Mr. Joseph?" the doctor called. "Yes, Doctor?" "Congratulations, Mr. Joseph. Your son has been born." Those words made Joseph feel like a great weight had been lifted from him. He couldn’t contain his wide smile. "Thank you, Doctor. Thank you so much!" Mr. Barta raised his hands in the air. "My grandson!" he cheered. Ten minutes later, Joseph w
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CHAPTER 844-MISSION COMPLETE
Then.... The sound of rapid gunfire echoed through the air! Joseph stood motionless, calmly waiting amidst the chaos. Heavy footsteps reverberated across the room. Members of the G Alliance emerged from the front door, their rifles still warm from their shots. They had taken down all of Ramond’s soldiers with flawless precision, moving like machines devoid of mercy. The G Alliance members had long trained to shoot in complete darkness, even with their eyes closed. This level of skill now allowed them to dominate their enemies despite the pitch-black conditions. “Turn on the lights,” Joseph ordered curtly, his voice authoritative. Ultra-bright flashlights snapped on, instantly illuminating the room. The light revealed a gruesome scene: twenty of Ramond’s soldiers lay lifeless on the floor, their blood pooling beneath them. The stench of gunpowder mixed with blood filled the air, causing Ramond to cough as he scanned the horrifying aftermath with fear and rage. “You…” Ram
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CHAPTER 843-IN THE DARKNESS
Jennifer stood frozen in place, her body trembling, her once graceful face now etched with frustration and despair. Slowly, her hand moved to the folds of her dress, drawing out a small pistol that gleamed under the dim light. All eyes locked onto her—Joseph remained silent, his gaze as cold as ice, while Ramond sneered with a smug grin, full of disdain and mockery. Zako, usually quick to act, now watching with a mix of anxiety and helplessness. Jennifer raised the pistol to her head, her hand shaking uncontrollably. "This is all my fault..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but no one moved to stop her. She lifted her head slightly, her tear-filled eyes meeting Joseph's. Yet, there was no response from her son—no empathy, no hesitation, just a chilling, unyielding silence. Jennifer’s gaze grew vacant. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, and without warning, the sharp crack of a gunshot shattered the silence. Her body crumpled t
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CHAPTER 842-BIG SECRET
The dim light from the chandelier cast sharp shadows across Joseph’s cold face. His eyes scanned the room sharply, observing each person within it. Jacky tried to speak, but no sound escaped his lips. He was barely hanging on, his life slipping away. Joseph glanced briefly at Jacky before redirecting his focus to the three figures before him. Jennifer abruptly stood, clutching a nearly empty wine glass in her trembling hand. Her face was pale, and though she tried to mask her nerves, her shaking fingers betrayed her unease. Ramond, in contrast, lounged casually in his chair, legs crossed as if there were nothing to worry about. Meanwhile, Zako appeared far more alert, his eyes darting between Joseph and the exit. “So,” Joseph’s deep, cold voice shattered the silence, “I come here and find myself... entertained by quite the show.” Jennifer quickly drank the rest of her wine, trying to steady herself. But as Joseph’s gaze locked onto hers, she froze. The woman, typically full
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CHAPTER 841-JOSEPH....
The room was dark and empty. Only the sound of Jacky’s footsteps echoed, filling the oppressive silence. His eyes scanned every corner, his pistol aimed forward, ready for any threat. But there was nothing—no Ramond, no Jennifer, no Zako. Only the cold air brushing against his skin like an invisible menace.Jacky growled, kicking over an old wooden chair that lay in the middle of the room. “Damn it! They escaped!” he yelled, his anger burning hot. He rubbed his temples, trying to steady the frustration boiling inside him. But before he could plan his next move, something unexpected happened.Out of nowhere, a coarse cloth wrapped tightly around his face. Someone yanked a bag over his head, cutting off his vision entirely.Jacky struggled, punching and thrashing, but his attacker was strong. Two firm hands restrained him with precision. Within seconds, he was forced into a chair, his body tied down with ropes that quickly bound his wrists and ankles.“Who are you?!” Jacky shouted, his
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CHAPTER 840-BOOM!!!!!
In the basement...The damp atmosphere clung to the space, making the air feel oppressively heavy.At the center of the room stood an old wooden table strewn with papers and maps. In one corner, Ramond sat on a worn-out chair, dressed in a faded shirt. Despite his simple appearance, his chilling aura remained unmistakable.The creaking of the wooden door broke the silence. Jennifer appeared, carrying two large bags filled with food supplies and water bottles. Her once-elegant dress now looked slightly disheveled, as if the long journey to this hidden place had drained her energy."Ramond," she said softly, lowering the bags onto the floor. "I brought food and necessities to last you a few days. I hope it’s enough."Ramond lifted his head, a faint smile forming on his lips—a smile that was both calming and enigmatic. "My darling," he greeted her warmly, his tone as smooth as ever. "You never fail to impress me."Jennifer lowered her gaze, avoiding his penetrating stare.Ramond rose fro
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CHAPTER 839-WALK INTO THE BUSHES
Ramond was a name well-known among the global elite, not only for his ruthlessness but also for his uncanny ability to manipulate. However, behind the mask of power he always wore, there was a hidden truth: Ramond owned nothing. Everything—his wealth, assets, and the networks he wielded—belonged to Jennifer. A woman trapped in her blind love for Ramond for years, she had made him a symbol of power in the eyes of the world.Jennifer’s love became a vulnerability that Ramond exploited without hesitation. He played his role flawlessly, presenting himself as a charismatic yet dangerous leader within the global elite circles. Jennifer even elevated him to the position of leader of the global elite, ensuring that all resources were at his disposal. Under his influence, many leaders in the network were willing to take extreme measures to achieve their objectives—whether it was dominating specific economic sectors, manipulating politics, or mercilessly destroying rivals.Ramond became a symbo
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CHAPTER 838-AFTER THAT...
Joseph stood abruptly and said nothing. He cast a cold glance at his mother before turning and walking away. His firm steps echoed as he exited the grand mansion, with Gawali silently following close behind. The tense atmosphere was palpable, yet not a word was spoken between them until both Joseph and Gawali were inside the sleek black car. Once the car door shut, Joseph leaned back, staring straight ahead with an expressionless face. Gawali, seated in the driver’s seat, finally broke the silence, his tone cautious. “Sir, should I contact Interpol immediately? If Ramond is truly involved in your grandfather’s death, we can make him an international fugitive.”“No need,” Joseph interrupted, his tone decisive. “I’ll find him myself. I’ll deal with him personally. No one else is allowed to interfere until I’m satisfied.”Gawali gave a slight nod, understanding it wasn’t the time to argue.Joseph added, “Contact Jacky.”“Tell him to prepare the team. I need them ready for my next orders
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CHAPTER 837-BIG SECRET
The grand mansion was silent, with only the sound of Joseph and Gawali's footsteps echoing against the marble floors.Joseph stepped into the vast living room, its high ceilings adorned with sparkling crystal chandeliers.At the center of the room stood a golden sofa, strikingly prominent amidst the luxurious Persian carpet surrounding it.Joseph’s eyes immediately caught the figure of a woman standing near the large window. Jennifer, draped elegantly in white satin pajamas, stood poised as she gazed out. Her neatly combed hair reflected the faint light from the chandelier, and her face remained expressionless as usual.Joseph exhaled deeply, throwing himself onto the golden sofa with a casual yet calculated demeanor. He crossed one leg over his knee and stared at his mother with a mocking gaze.“So, my mom is still the same as ever,” he said sharply. “will awake when hear commotion.”Jennifer turned slowly, her expression betraying no reaction to his jab. With measured grace, she app
