"Take the keys to Jade's car and go see your father-in-law," Lucia said with a feigned smile plastered on her face.Bruce stared at her without making a move or saying a word."Aren't you going?" Lucia asked."I'm not," Bruce replied sternly and Lucia frowned."We're finally willing to accept you and you're acting this way?" Cole said, wrinkling his nose. "Disgusting!""Cole come on." Lucia still had her fake smile on and it annoyed Bruce. "My son-in-law must have a reason for refusing to see the father of his wife after getting an invite.""Bruce," Jade called out, furrowing her eyebrows. "My family wants to accept you. This was what you wanted, right?"'Your family wants to lead me to my death.' Bruce wanted to say this out loud to her, but he knew she wouldn't believe. He knew she'd be heartbroken if he was able to prove it to her.It was bad to have jerks as family members. It'll be heartbreaking for Jade to find out that her family aren't just jerks, but cold-blooded murderers."
"W—what do you know?" Cole asked, stuttering."We should be glad Bruce hadn't gotten into the accident," Lucia said. "However, I still feel Bruce was being disrespectful and disobedient to me and his father-in-law. This is a red flag, but alas, his bad behavior saved him, so I just feel neutral. Who knows if Cole is right? The way he refused to see his father-in-law. It's almost like he knew that the brakes would fail.""Mother-in-law," Bruce called out in a mocking tone. "You would have preferred if I had used the car and gotten into an accident, right? It's almost like it had been your plan all along.""Are you saying that I tampered with Jade's car and tried to make you use it so you can get into an accident and die?" Lucia sounded annoyed."Well, that sounds logical," Bruce replied and Lucia clenched her fists.She turned to Jade. "How would I love a son-in-law that accuses me falsely of a despicable act?""This is really not the time for this banter," Jade pointed out. "They're
"Oh! Yes, we will." Mary turned to Bruce. "We were told that we'd be training two people. You and your wife.""He also knows who my wife is, right?" Bruce asked Mary, eyeing Frank conspicuously.Mary glanced at Frank who was shooting daggers at Bruce and she shrugged."Well, whatever the arrangement may be. All I know is that I'd be the one training Ms. Jade," Frank said and Bruce stared at him in disbelief. "Mary," he turned to Mary. "A pauper has no right to call himself Ms. Jade's husband," Frank spat disdainfully and Bruce smirked."I promise you. You'd regret what you just said to me today," Bruce threatened."Regret what?" Frank scoffed. "Do you think you'd be able to afford me without Ms. Jade's money? You have no right to fire me when you're the one who employed me.""Frank," Mary called out sternly."Who do you think employed you?" Bruce asked with a smug smile. Jade in fact had no idea that she would get a fight instructor. Bruce was the snub's employee and he had no idea.
"No. No way. It can't be." Jade shook her head. "I can never be given birth to by a murder.""You confirmed that the bracelet belongs to your mother yourself," Bruce pointed out and Jade shook her head frantically."This is all a misunderstanding. There must be a valid reason and it excludes that she had left the bracelet after tampering with my car. I'd ask her myself.""You should carry out more investigation," Bruce said."I know what my mother can do. She's heavily flawed, but she can never try to kill anyone."Bruce pitied her. When the trust is too much, the heartbreak would equally be as much.Bruce wondered if he should save Jade from the incoming heartbreak and bear everything alone."What if she turns out to be the one who had tampered with your car?" Bruce asked and Jade had a distant look on her face.After a while of silence, Jade answered; "she isn't. I'd go to her and ask why her bracelet is in my car."Jade left to meet her mother and Bruce followed suit."Darling," Lu
Bruce loathed the woman before him. It was funny to think that he once loved her more than life."Tsk tsk," Claire shook her head in disapproval. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Your wife buys you your meals. You married her so you would enjoy things like eating bountifully in a fancy restaurant. How pathetic!""I'm not a gold digger like you, Claire. You left me on our wedding day because a so-called billionaire's son took you shopping," Bruce replied flatly."That same day, you got married to another woman because she was the daughter of that same billionaire. How dare you call me a golddigger?""Because you are one," Bruce answered nonchalantly."If I am a golddigger, then you are too," Claire said and Bruce scoffed."Don't ever refer to us as the same again, because we aren't," Bruce said sternly."We are. We are both poor. If we ever want to get a taste of the good things of life, we simply have to try to mingle with the rich. I won't judge you. We both know we're with them for
Bruce stood up to his feet. "Good day, sir," he greeted.Without saying acknowledging his greetings. Mr. Fulton pulled a chair and sat on it. "I don't have time for pleasantries. I would just go straight to the point and take my leave."Bruce, who found the situation rather awkward, could do nothing but sit back. "Okay. Why was this meeting called?""I hate the fact that my daughter chose you as her husband," Mr. Fulton began. "The damage has been done already, so I have no choice but to accept you. However, before I will, you must get yourself a good job. I don't want a house husband for my girl who does nothing but sit around at home waiting for his wife's family to put food on his table.""So you want me to get a job.""Yes and not just any job. A good one. You are neither a graduate or a skilled fellow, but I care less. You must get a good job and you must get that job without the help of my daughter.""If that's what it'll take to get accepted by you then it's a deal," Bruce said
Bruce smiled behind the mahogany desk, ready to continue with his ‘new job’. Yesterday, he asked Mr. Archibald for the position of an HR manager.Since he had no qualifications and was only using the job as an undercover job, Mr. Archibald had to place someone to help him with the job.Bruce's smile widened immediately after the next person walked in. It was Claire."B—Bruce?" Claire could not believe her eyes."Howdy," Bruce greeted with a mischievous smile, waving at her.Claire shook her head and then she smiled. "You're displaying your street-like manners here. How pathetic," Claire scoffed. "You came here for an interview and you're sitting where the interviewer sits.""Ms. Smith here has no issue with me sitting here," Bruce said with a smirk glancing at the woman Archibald had assigned to help with the interviews."Mr. Bruce Ace is an HR manager. He'd be handling the interview with me," Ms. Smith announced and Claire turned pale."This is a j—joke, right?" Claire asked, laughin
"Dad, he got in because of Mr. Carter," Jade said with an eye roll."Mr. Carter?" Mr. Fulton's interest was piqued."Yes, Mr. Carter. You know Mr. Archibald Carter, the COO of AAB groups. He owes Bruce one for saving his relative from getting harassed by a lout," Jade replied.Cole furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He remembered the night he fought with Bruce. He knew the girl he was harassing and he knew that she was in no way related to Mr. Carter.Why on Earth would someone related to Mr. Archibald Carter, COO of AAB groups, works in a bar, earning a meager salary? If Mr. Carter would give someone who had helped his relative a good job, then why didn't he give his relative a better job?‘I have to find out why my sister would say this,’ Cole thought to himself. He wondered if that was what Bruce told her. He glanced at Bruce. Bruce was hiding something and he had to find out what it was. "Are you sure the girl you saved from Mr. Carter is his relative? I don't think you're capab