THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW

After letting her night visitor out of their house, the satisfied woman climbed the step up and banged on the door. "Open this door before I break it down." "Why are you here?... Please go away." "I will... After telling you why am I here, and not before. Now open this door before I shatter it to pieces." I can't move. Use the spare key with you." She swore loudly, turned and descended the stairs. And promptly returned after. "You aren't just a lazy thief, but as dirty as a pig," Andrea placed her palm over her nose, cringed her face and asked, "Why is your room smelling like a pigsty?" "Are you here to taunt me more?" She ignored his red and teary eyes, loomed closer and asked," Why did you embarrass me in front of my guest?" "In front of your lover will be more appropriate, but since you claim he is your guest, am sorry for humiliating you and acting like a glutton and a son of nobody in front of our noble family lawyer." "My family lawyer, and not yours. Have you forgotten

Andrew walked out of the hospital, and his mind was on the million-dollar credit card in his pocket. "Is this one of Mary's plans to send me to jail?" He asked himself, peeked over his shoulder, and then walked towards an ATM close by.Apprehension radiated over his face as he dipped his hand inside his pocket, and he trembled when he checked the account balance. "Oh... My goodness!" The man is right, the account contains a million dollars!Andrew beamed with excitement and the fear of it being a set-up made him halt for a while, shrug and let out, 'I didn't steal it. Someone gave it to me, and our family doctor is a witness.' Perhaps, a good Samaritan had seen his suffering in the house of O'Connor, or a grant arranged for him by Brian before his death.After withdrawing a sizable amount, he peeked over his shoulder as he crossed to the other side of the tarmac, walked with alacrity for a while, and was lost among the crowds. Minutes later, he stepped into a boutique, peeked at

After changing into a new T-shirt and pants, Andrew stepped out of his room, down the steps and halted suddenly when he realised he was the source of their discussion downstairs. "We need to be careful and not to be blown away by his new wealth. Let's all go and ask him," "That's Madam Alice's voice," Andrew grunted at the hearing of his greatest adversary's voice, took three more steps and then paused when Mary let out. "I already did. But he won't divulge it to anyone." "Not even to his wife?" Madam Alice asked back "Andrea is no longer his wife but ex-wife," Timothy mumbled." "Not officially. I am still his wife on the paper." "Shh. Let's claim Johnson belongs to him so that we can be able to collect more money." Mary said in a whisper. "Why did you like money so much?" Moana asked. "Because money makes the world go round. " "So what did you suggest that we do?" Timothy asked, after peering into his wife's face for the directive. "I say we put our palms on our chins an

Most hotels in Arkansas City are patronised by the rich, but the Palace Hotel is meant only for the super-rich. Constructed over a hectare of land, with gorgeous buildings, gymnastics and spa, shopping mall, cafeterias and bar. The Palace Hotel is a place to be when you have lots of cash to spend.Apart from his younger days when Brian had brought all his family here, Andrew had never passed the main gate and always stood at the roadside to watch those lucky enough to afford the exorbitant price of their items, as they drove in and out of this hotel. Because of his designer shirt, trousers and expensive golden wristwatch, the security at the gate side bowed to welcome him into the hotel, and a waiter quickly scurried to his side as soon as he sat on one of the magnificent cushion chairs. "I am here for your order, sir," the waiter announced as he placed the Menu list in his front. "Get me a plate of fried rice, with full chicken and a bottle of champagne." "Right, away sir." "

Back in his room, the sad son-in-law of the O'Connor family was as sad as doom, and he was seen sprawling on one of his newly bought cushion chairs. They would have respected me if I came from a respectable family, and not adopted, " he let out, closed his eyes and sighed deeply. Deep inside, Andrew knew there was nothing he could do to make the family of his wife hold him in high esteem. To them, he will always remain an unfortunate gold digger who married into their family only for their wealth. "Am I truly a gold digger, and only after Brian's wealth?" He asked himself, shook his head and announced after, "No. I just want to fulfil my part of the bargain." He was still lost in thought when the door leading to his room opened, neither did he open his eyes when footsteps sounded closer, and a voice mumbled," I just want to check on you before leaving. I hope you still have my telephone number and address, come to Orange County whenever you are ready and my door will always be ope