Once Rejected, Now Desired! [Revenge of the Son-in-Law]

Chapter 6: Grandma's Instinct

No. I highly doubt it. They could have hated me even more if they had known my true identity. After all, our families were mortal business enemies. There's no way they would be kneeling before me right now.

Not that I hated the idea as it was what I certainly wanted to see but their actions were too suspicious. So I gradually lifted my feet toward my desk and dropped my butt on the chair.

Then I dig deeper into my brain on what to do in this kind of situation. "You two shouldn't be doing this for me, Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln," I spoke up after considering things. "You should be begging Ms. Jennie Pineda, or should I call her, 'your illegitimate daughter' when she was the one who helped me acquire on buying the majority shares."

"What?" Mr. Lincoln frowned the way I expected.

"You heard me loud and clear, Mr. Lincoln. Your daughter Jennie was the one who invested the ten billion dollars. She simply let me have the position because we made a deal." who could have thought I used Jennie as my cover-up to make sure I would not get cornered by these evils in front of me?

Similar to my case, Jennie has been using his father's last name, "Pineda" when she was prohibited from using her stepmother's. Mr. Lincoln used his wife's last name simply because it had more value compared to his lineage.

"She's with me back at the night of the Grandball," I added, however, this time, with a half smile on my face. "But all your undivided attentions were fixed on me so you guys didn't notice her existence in your lives."

"Does this mean, you are still as good as nothing?" Mrs. Lincoln asked, her voice beginning to compose again. Sharp and lethal.

Then she rose from her knees and removed the dirt from her toes even if I couldn't see a perk. "We better get going, honey," she added before she fixed her threatening stares at me. "You better not tell anyone about this if you don't want me to ruin your life, you ungrateful, son of a bitch!"

You and your evil family already ruined my life, Mrs. Lincoln. It's my turn to return the favor now. You better wait and see what I would do next. I'd make sure those kneels are mine.

The second Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln evacuated the room and went out of my sight, I deposed the cold air that had been blocking my throat as I kept holding my breath for about ten minutes.

I could not believe this could have been the feeling when you pretend to be tough in front of your enemies. The feeling was suffocating. It's swallowing you in whole. Lucky for me I managed to toughen my core while in front of them.

"Right," I blurted. "Jennie. I need to call her before she can spill something to her parents."

She might be shocked if their paths crossed in one of the hallways in this building. Based on my quick observation earlier, Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln are too desperate. I don't know what they were up to but I had to warn Jennie.

While waiting for her to answer the call. I looked at those documents on my desk, especially when I could see my name written on one of the Special Power of Attorneys.

But the one thing that caught my attention was the document of my shares bought from Celestine's corporation. A glimmering ten billion dollars was pulled out of my pocket just to get revenge.

That's my everything yet I took the risk to achieve the impossible. "Where are you right now?" I asked right away the second Jennie answered the call.

"I'm on my way to the office, Mr. Fisher. So sorry for being late on my first day. It's just so traffic on my way here.."

"Stop right there!" I cut her off as I rose from my seat and evacuated the office. "Wait for me outside. Hail a cab. We need to go somewhere."

After the call ended, I hurried to the main road where Jennie and the cab were waiting for me. We took off the moment we settled in the car.

"May I know where are we heading, Mr. Fisher?" Jennie inquired. "I mean, this isn't our schedule for today. Do you have any appointment outside?"

"No, we don't," I said. "but we're visiting my grandmother today. Also, cancel all my schedule today."

Jennie did not ask further questions about the reason. Instead, she grabbed her phone and reached out to someone. A part of me wanted to tell her about my intense encounter with her parents but I have no idea where to start.

She's still part of the Lincolns even if the world rotates in a different direction. And I am still feeling too skeptical and suspicious about her agenda for approaching me.

Three hours later, we found ourselves standing in front of my grandmother's house. Like this old aphorism that says, "There's no such place as home". Even if I had been gone for three years, I could see nothing had changed much.

The tangerine tree we planted that early morning grew taller and remained standing over time. Its height was the same as my 6'3 but now it has become thrice or more than that and even bears fruits.

It means that Grandma took good care of the tree to achieve this. For that same reason, my excitement to see and hug her sent shivers down my spine but in a good way.

"Zach? Is that really you?" Jennie and I turned around when the source of the sound came from behind us.

I hurried to Grandma and helped her carry those large plastic bags, especially when I noticed that she was catching her breath. "Come on, Grandma! I told you not to overuse your body. But you're not listening." I bubbled before I kissed her forehead and wrapped my arms around her.

Jennie smiled at her and bent half of her body to extend her greetings. Imagine our surprise when Grandma tapped my forehead all of a sudden. I let my guard down so I felt the pang of pain crawling all over my nerves.

"God damn it, Zachary Fisher!" she yelled at me. "Who is this woman? This is not Celestine. Are cheating on your wife? I cannot accept her. Take her out of this place this instant!"

Partly surprised, Jennie and I exchanged glances. We agreed to be couples in front of Celestine, Sebastian, or anyone from their families.

Grandma didn't know we had that kind of agreement so I quickly corrected her impression. "Come on, Grandma. Why would you think that way? You, of all people, know how crazy in love I am with my wife."

"Then who's this gorgeous lady with you, huh, Zachary? If she's not your girlfriend or another wife, what is she to you? Why did you bring her here this late?" She insisted. Even sharpened her glance at Jennie from head to toe.

I cannot blame Granda for that. She was more of a mother to me than a grandmother. I spent most of my life with her and Grandfather. They always cared for my well-being.

But the one thing I regretted the most was hiding the truth from them. The truth about how I suffered at the hands of the Lincolns. Grandmother believes that Celestine returned my love for her equally.