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I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 820-JUST SAY IT
Charles, Miranda, and six men from the global elite alliance stared at Joseph in disbelief. They had just heard the punishment Joseph demanded: kneeling, licking his shoes, and barking like dogs. This wasn’t just an insult; it was the complete destruction of their dignity in front of their Madam Boss! “Madam Boss, you’re not serious, are you?” Charles asked with a trembling voice, trying to maintain composure despite the cold sweat trickling down his forehead. Jennifer remained standing tall, her expression emotionless. She gave a short nod, signaling her agreement with Joseph’s decision. “Just do it,” she said softly, her words as sharp as a blade. Charles clenched his fists, his anger and humiliation evident. But he knew better than to defy Madam Boss’s orders. Reluctantly, he was the first to kneel, followed by Miranda and the six others. Joseph turned casually, waving a hand toward Jacky, his assistant. “Record everything. I want this documented properly,” he said, his t
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 821-MOM AND SON
Joseph glanced at Charles, Miranda, and the other men standing nearby, then turned his gaze back to Jennifer. "One last thing," he said flatly but firmly. Jennifer raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" Joseph crossed his arms over his chest and spoke loud enough for everyone around to hear. "I want Charles, Miranda, and the six other members of the global elite to hold a press conference. In front of the world, you must declare that I am not guilty of Ciko’s murder. Say it clearly: you were the ones at fault. Explain how you orchestrated his death." Gasps could be heard from some of those present. Charles, standing slightly behind Jennifer, stepped forward with a furious expression. "You can’t be serious, right?" Charles asked, pointing at Joseph. "That request is a joke. Do you understand the consequences?" Joseph stared at Charles coldly. "I’m very serious." Charles let out a short, humorless laugh. "If we do that, the entire power structure of the Eastern global elite will
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 822-MOM REQUEST
"You know I don't like small talk," Joseph said, breaking the silence. His voice was deep and firm. "So, what’s the reason you asked me to come here?" Jennifer gave a faint smile, one that didn’t diminish her aura of authority but rather added a layer of intrigue. She picked up her teacup gracefully, blew gently on the steam rising from it, and sipped it slowly before placing it back on the table. "Like your father," she finally said, her tone soft yet full of meaning. "You dislike small talk, and... you always look charismatic when you're angry." Joseph didn’t respond. His expression remained cold and unreadable, but his dark eyes betrayed a hint of impatience. Jennifer didn’t seem bothered. Instead, she took her time, sipping her tea again before continuing. "First of all," she said as she carefully placed her cup back on the saucer, "I wanted to see my son, of course. It’s been half a year since we last met. You haven’t reached out or come to Aussa to visit my home." Jose
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 823-GLOBAL ELITE: SURRENDER
Joseph suddenly stood, his chair scraping sharply against the polished floor. He grabbed his teacup, downed its contents in one swift motion, and placed it back on the table with a faint clink. His gaze locked onto Jennifer, cold and resolute. "Madam Jennifer," he said icily, deliberately addressing her formally instead of calling her "Mom." "I reject the collaboration you're proposing. If your global elite associates fail to meet my demands by sunset today, I will take even greater steps." Jennifer remained calm, her expression unchanged, though her hand gripping the armrest of her chair tensed slightly. Joseph continued, his voice still low but increasingly forceful. "I will upload all evidence of their crimes to social media. Their darkest secrets will be exposed to the world. They will face judgment, become fugitives of Interpol, and rot in prison!" The room was thick with tense silence. Jennifer didn’t immediately respond. Her gaze remained forward, not meeting Joseph
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 824-PEACE AND ACCEPTANCE
Joseph was enjoying a cup of black coffee when his phone rang. The screen displayed his wife's name. He smiled faintly and answered the call. "Honey, I'm so proud of you!" Katty's cheerful voice came from the other end. "You handled everything so elegantly. The world now knows who Joseph Guezz truly is!" Joseph chuckled softly. "Thank you, Honey." "Oh, and I have great news," Katty continued, her excitement evident. "G Company is receiving a flood of partnership offers! So many foreign companies want to invest, and even those that previously terminated their contracts are coming back, begging to work with us again. Do you know what? They’re offering twice the profit!" Joseph closed his eyes briefly, considering her words. "That’s good news," he said calmly. "But I want you to reject all the companies that previously terminated their contracts. Don’t give them a second chance." Katty paused briefly before asking, "Are you sure? They’re offering significant benefits, Honey."
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 825-MOM-IN-LAW OF JOSEPH
The atmosphere was warm and filled with laughter. Jenny sat at the end of the table, still looking a bit awkward but smiling after being welcomed back into the family. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted the peaceful dinner. Katty stood up, glancing briefly at Joseph and Mr. Barta. “I’ll see who it is,” she said with a faint smile. Katty opened the door, and her expression changed instantly. Standing before her was a woman dressed elegantly but overly so, smiling smugly. It was Mrs. Helen, Katty’s biological mother, who had been absent for years. “Katty, my darling!” exclaimed Mrs. Helen, quickly hugging Katty. Katty stiffened but tried to smile. “Mom, what brings you here?” she asked, slightly startled. “Can’t I visit my daughter and son-in-law?” Mrs. Helen replied sweetly, though her tone sounded forced. Katty tried to remain polite. “Come in, we’re having dinner.” Mrs. Helen entered the room with a haughty stride. Joseph stood up, putting on a polite smi
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 826-NURSING HOME?
Mr. Barta, who had been holding back for quite some time, could no longer suppress his anger. His face turned red, and his hands trembled as he slammed his fork onto the table with a loud clang. “You have no shame, Helen!” Mr. Barta said in a cold tone. “At my old age, it’s only natural that I live comfortably like this. Katty provides me with these facilities not because I demanded them, but because I’ve taken good care of her since she was a child. I made sure she went to school and got the best education. I raised our children alone after you left, without even a shred of help from you.” Mrs. Helen sobbed, but her cries sounded more like theatrics than genuine sadness. She looked at Katty with teary eyes, ignoring Mr. Barta’s words. “Katty, my sweetheart… you know how hard my life has been. My husband divorced me. Now, I’m old and have no one left. I can’t work like I used to. I came here just to ask for your help, my own daughter.” Katty looked confused, sitting still with wide
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 827- A GALA DINNER...
Mrs. Helen stood silent for a moment, clutching her worn-out bag tightly. The reality hit her hard: she no longer had a home. Her ex-husband had thrown her out without a shred of mercy. She had no money, no place to go. Refusing this offer meant one thing—living as a homeless person on the streets. With a heavy sigh, Mrs. Helen finally said, “Alright... I’ll stay at the nursing home.” *** Six months later... The living room of Joseph and Katty’s house was filled with warmth, laughter, and joy. Katty, her belly now noticeably rounder, sat on a plush sofa with a glass of juice in her hand. Joseph, as always, was by her side, gently massaging her slightly swollen feet. “I can’t believe it’s already been seven months,” Katty said with a small smile, caressing her belly. “It feels like we just found out yesterday.” Joseph nodded, pride glowing in his eyes. “Seven incredible months. And tomorrow… tomorrow is the big moment. The G-Clim Changer officially launches. And we’ll fin
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