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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
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 828-I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW
Joseph stood beside Katty, his face calm despite the turmoil in his heart. Before him, Uncle Bura spoke confidently, his words dripping with condescension.The relatives present murmured among themselves, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere.“Katty,” Uncle Bura's voice echoed, “you’re an intelligent and talented woman. Why do you keep holding on to a husband who only relies on you? This Joseph… he’s nothing but a burden.”“Uncle Bura, that’s enough,” Katty said firmly, her eyes sharp and unwavering. “Joseph is not what you think. He is my husband and the father of my child. If you cannot respect him, please watch your words!”Uncle Bura scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. “Why should I? Everyone knows Joseph is just leeching off you. Even all the accomplishments that have been in the news lately… they’re because of your name, not his!”The murmurs among the relatives grew louder. Some began nodding in agreement.A female cousin of Katty suddenly chimed in. “Uncle Bura is right, Ka
I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW CHAPTER 829-TWO GRAND VISIONS
One week after the G-Clim Changer device was successfully deployed worldwide, Joseph once again became the center of attention in the tech world. This revolutionary device had now become a savior for Earth, mitigating the increasingly uncontrollable threat of climate change.However, Joseph was not content to stop there. He knew that technological progress must continue for the sake of future generations.Today, in a futuristic conference room filled with professors and technology experts from across the globe, Joseph presented his vision for the future of global communication.The meeting room was dominated by white tones, featuring a circular glass table surrounded by ergonomic chairs. At the center of the table was an interactive circular screen displaying a world map with various real-time data. Holograms of graphs and statistics continuously shifted on the walls, adding a high-tech ambiance.Joseph stood at the front, dressed in a simple yet authoritative suit. Before him, dozens
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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
