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I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 799-ACCUSING LAILA
The following day, Joseph stood before his team in the small meeting room that was usually filled with energy and drive, but today felt grim and somber. After delivering Alex's body to his family, Joseph felt it was his responsibility to provide an explanation to his team. Joseph began speaking in a calm but firm voice. “I know we’re all grieving. Alex was one of us, and this is certainly not easy. But I need to tell you what we discovered in the investigation.” “Detective Mia and the investigation team found Alex’s fingerprints on all the devices used in the sabotage. All physical evidence supports this finding. In fact, his personal items were found in the room where we discovered him.” The team sat in silence, exchanging looks of disappointment and confusion. Professor Samuel finally spoke up. “Why would Alex do this? Do we know his motive?” Joseph sighed. “His motive… we’re still not certain. There’s a strong possibility that something, or someone, was influencing him.
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 800-CIKO
An hour earlier, Jacky had picked up Joseph, reporting that a man had unexpectedly arrived at Alliance G’s headquarters, insisting on meeting Joseph to reveal a secret about the person sabotaging Joseph’s project. That evening, Joseph sat in the main room of Alliance G’s headquarters, the atmosphere tense. The room was heavily guarded by members of Alliance G, while Jacky stood near the door, watching closely. Across the table sat a man Joseph had never seen before. The man looked nervous, swallowing repeatedly, and wiping the cold sweat beading on his forehead. His eyes were filled with fear, as if this night was his last chance. With a cold, no-nonsense tone, Joseph commanded, “Introduce yourself.” The man nodded, his voice trembling as he spoke. “My name is Ciko, Mr. Joseph,” he said. “I… I’m Miranda’s personal secretary.” Joseph raised an eyebrow. “Miranda?” He looked at Ciko, not recognizing the name. “Who is she?” Ciko appeared surprised, then explained, “Miranda… sh
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 801-MR. JOSEPH...PROTECT ME
Joseph looked at Ciko, who appeared increasingly anxious, sweat covering his face, and his troubled gaze seemed to face dark shadows from the past. "I... I need protection from you, Mr. Joseph," he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I’ve looked into who you are… and I know you’re not an ordinary person. You have power… influence that could protect me from Miranda." Joseph observed Ciko intently. “You want my protection… what exactly has she done to you?” Ciko lowered his head, biting his lip, hesitating, as though ashamed to reveal what he had been through. Joseph’s voice demanded an answer, but he stayed calm, giving Ciko the space to speak. He glanced at Jacky. “Jacky, get him a glass of water.” Jacky promptly left, leaving them briefly in tense silence. Ciko took a deep breath, his hands trembling lightly. When Jacky returned with the glass of water, Joseph took it and handed it directly to Ciko. “Drink this first. It might help you calm down and talk.”
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 802-BOSS, HE'S DEAD!
Joseph watched Ciko intently, his curiosity deepening. "What else do you know about Miranda?" he asked, his voice low and serious. Ciko swallowed hard, as if recalling every detail he’d observed while working under her. "Miranda… she actually has no clear identity. Her true background is carefully hidden. She doesn’t want people to know where she’s from." Joseph frowned. "Why would she hide her origins?" Ciko exhaled slowly before answering, "Because she’s ashamed, Mr. Joseph. Miranda came from a broken family. Her life story is full of darkness. When she was young, she was bullied… badly." Joseph looked at Ciko, curious and concerned. "Why was she bullied?" Ciko hesitated but then continued in a low voice, "Miranda was born from an incestuous relationship. Her parents were siblings—Her father impregnated his own sister. Where Miranda's father and mother are one father, but different mothers. " "That’s why she was mocked her entire life. People saw her as a child who ‘shoul
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 803-TAKE THE RISK
Five hours had passed since the long conversation between Joseph and Ciko at the G Alliance headquarters. The main hall was still quiet, with only a few members keeping watch around the room. Joseph sat alone at the table, staring at a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold. His face looked tired and worried, his mind racing with everything Ciko had shared earlier. A deep sadness emerged in his heart. Joseph sighed, trying to hold back the frustration swelling within him. This was the first time he had met someone who had put such trust in him, and that person had died right in front of him during their first and last meeting. A few moments later, the sound of footsteps approached. Jacky appeared, his face serious but still respectful. “Mr. Joseph, I’ve taken care of everything,” Jacky said in a low voice. “We found Ciko’s family’s address. I delivered his body respectfully with ten members of G Alliance, just as you ordered.” Joseph nodded slowly, looking at Jacky wi
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 804-GOING TO OBAMO: A MISSION
Dr. Marcus and Dr. Sarah worked intensively in the lab, their computer screens filled with data that kept updating. In the corner of the room, Detective Mia observed, occasionally glancing at the monitor and jotting down key information. They had been tracking Miranda's device signal for hours, and finally, there were signs of progress. "Alright, I think we’re close," Dr. Marcus said, his eyes sharp as he stared at the screen. "This signal is linked to a device in a city called Obamo." Dr. Sarah nodded, marking the spot on the map displayed on the screen. "Obamo…" she murmured, but then noticed something strange. "Marcus, look at this. The signal point is moving. It started in the city center, then shifted to the outskirts." Dr. Marcus examined the map, frowning. "This wouldn’t happen if the device were stationary. The signal shifts too frequently, almost as if... as if the device is being taken to different locations." Detective Mia, who had been watching intently, nodded i
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 805-LET ME DO MY JOB
Joseph remained calm as he heard Jacky's report that he was now a wanted man. Over the phone, Jacky's voice grew increasingly anxious. “Mr. Joseph, this is a serious situation. The police have issued an arrest warrant for you,” Jacky said in a hurried tone. “They’re accusing you of Ciko's murder. You need to return to Leeds and clear your name before it’s too late.” But Joseph merely took a deep breath. “I need you to stay in Leeds and look after Katty. The situation here is more urgent. We don’t have time to deal with the charges right now.” “But, Mr. Joseph, if the police find you in Obamo, this could be a disaster!” Jacky insisted. “I know the risks,” Joseph replied calmly. “But this mission is more important.” Jacky fell silent for a moment before finally sighing. “All right, I’ll keep an eye on Miss Katty. But be careful, Mr. Joseph. I’ll monitor the situation from here.” Joseph ended the call and glanced over at Detective Mia and Maudy, who were sitting beside him in
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 806-THAT MANSION...
After a brief discussion, Joseph, Detective Mia, and Maudy agreed to leave the beach and find a place to stay. A small hotel on the edge of town seemed secluded enough and unlikely to attract attention. They stopped there, ensuring no one had followed them, before finally entering the hotel. Joseph glanced at his phone, seeing photos of himself circulating as a major news topic on social media. Detective Mia and Maudy sat across from him, both quiet, trying to process the rapidly changing situation. Mia sighed heavily, her sharp gaze fixed on Joseph. “If we stay here, we’ll really become the main target for the police. We need to move quickly.” “We need a safe place first,” Maudy added, looking out the car window. The sky was getting dark, and the place felt increasingly deserted. “Yeah,” Mia half-whispered. “We can’t stay near this area for long. The police could arrive at any time.” Joseph sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes still fixed on his constantly ringing phone.
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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
