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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW BENTLEY FOR A TAXI
The Bentley was driven out of the showroom and parked beside the taxi that brought Andrew and Jackson to Wilson's automobile store. A moment later, both men walked out of the director's office and were followed by Wilson. "This is your car keys. You can also be coming here for its servicing and repairs," Wilson announced, placed the keys in Andrew's hand, and let out, "Kindly advertise my business to your friends and colleagues." "Sure. We will," Andrew mumbled back as he stepped closer to the car. He pressed the button on the key holder, and a beeping tone sounded as the tail light blinked and the door at the driver's side jerked open. Andrew and Jackson had entered several cars in their lives, but none had ever seen the inside of a Bentley. And both gape at the interior of the car with astonishment. "This is beautiful and can't be compared to that iron I was driven before," Jackson announced as saliva drooled from his open mouth. "You are right. This car is made for the royal,
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW AN EVIDENCE
The white-painted Bentley drove toward the O'Connor's villa, stopped at the big black gate and the driver pressed the horn button. An elderly man poked his head out of the hole in the body of the gate gawked at the beautiful car in front, and then asked, "Who is that?" "It's Andrew. Open the gate and let my driver drive inside." The man promptly opened the gate and then gawked as the Bentley was driven inside, and then towards the last building at the end of the villa. "This was the place I had known as my only house, and the O'Connor family were my only family, until a few months ago," Andrew turned towards his friend and let out. "Will you forgive Andrea and give her another chance?" Jackson asked. "It depends on her. If she is truly sorry for the past and ready to accept me as her husband, then I will. But I don't want her to know about my wealth before making her decision." "Good idea," Jackson answered back and then parked in front of the building, turned toward Andrew an
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A DIAMOND EMBLEM
"Give it to me, Andrea," Andrew cried out and then hurried towards Andrea. "Have it, madam Alice. You can call the cops if you like," Andrea announced as she threw the diamond emblem towards Madam Alice, and then stood Akimbo when Andrew loomed closer to her. "Damn you, you will all rot in jail if I see any scratch on that," Andrew yelled in anger, turned and marched towards Madam Alice. "Stop there and don't dare take one more step!" Madam Alice was on her feet, and her eyes shone dangerously as she yelled louder, "I will make sure you are punished for yelling at me... Have you forgotten your night in the gutter?" "Tried that shit with me, and before all gods, I will make sure you are miserable for the rest of your life," Andrew murmured as he stepped towards Madam Alice, bobbed her slap and held her frail arm, and then yelled out," and don't dare raise your hand on me again." "Did you want to beat me?.. Oh my gosh! Andrew had beaten his in-laws in their house," Madam Alice tried
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW HALF A MILLION DOLLARS BROKEN MIRROR
Time froze as the door of the Bentley door fell with a loud thud and all eyes darted at it, then back at the landlord. "Oh my goodness! You just broke half a million-dollar mirror," Jackson placed his two palms on his head and mumbled, "All your assets can't buy a new mirror." Andrew was speechless as he stepped towards the Bentley. He stooped down, picked up the mirror, peeked at it, then back to the old man and let out, "You have destroyed my property because of your miserable house rent. Tell me how much he owns you, and I will pay you now." "Ten thousand dollars. That is how much he owed me," the man answered back with feigned boldness. Andrew dipped his hand inside his pocket, brought out a wad of dollars and let out," This is ten thousand dollars. Have your miserable money." "Then you must buy us a new mirror, and repair our car," Jackson added. "Daddy... Daddy. Welcome home," two identical male twins raced out of the house, towards Jackson and leapt on him. "Meet Tommy a
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW FIGHTING OVER A TRAY OF LIQUOR
Apart from Tommy and Jimmy who chattered through the drive to The palace hotel, the two grown-up men were lost in their thought till Jackson drove into the large gate of the hotel, then parked among the several exotic cars. "Welcome to our end-of-the-year party," a beautiful lady in a white and short blouse and mini-skirt welcomed them with a bow, then opened the passenger's door, and helped Tommy and Jimmy out of the car. "Thank you, Miss. Hope we are not late?" "The party is still going on," the lady answered back, smiled and let out, "Please come with me." The inside of the hotel's large hall was filled to the brim, and the voice of the musician on the podium far off boomed louder than the chattering of the guests. "Seat here while I notify our waiters and waitresses to serve you," the lady announced, then pointed at some empty chairs far off. Andrew gestured to the rest of the crew with him and let out, "Come with me." Moments later, Jackson, Andrew and the two twins sat
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW INVITED TO THE HIGH TABLE
Einstein glared at Andrew as he walked closer, and his face showed the volume of his anger against the younger man. "I want to use this opportunity to invite the general manager of The Palace Hotel to deliver her opening speech before we proceed to the next program," the MC announced, and his speech was welcomed by another round of deafening clapping and hooting. Miss Simpson was dressed in a blue and white striped frock that displayed all her curves and shapes, and her eyes showed her excited state of mind. "Thank you all for gracing this occasion," Miss Simpson announced with a bow, smile, breath out loud and let out, "As you are all aware, the owner of this hotel had decided to give back to society, and because of this, our organisation will henceforth have a special treat for those who are not buoyant enough to pay for most of our goods and services." "That is beautiful... Now the commoners will be able to enjoy the serenity of this environment, " one among the guests cried o
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW PRIDE GO BEFORE FALL
Pride, they say always goes before a fall. This was the case of Einstein who stood confused when Andrew pledged a billion dollars to support the building of animal shelters. "Donate ten billion dollars, Einstein. Show them that you are richer than him," Stella who had remained on her feet shouted at the top of her voice. "This is very interesting," another young lady muttered, then peeked at Andrew and let out, "Who will believe such a poorly dressed man can afford to donate a billion dollars?" "Maybe he is not as poor as he looks," Stella's toothless friend mumbled. "Thank you, Andrew, for that fantastic donation," the MC collected the wireless microphone from Andrew and announced. He then turned towards Einstein, gave the microphone to him and said in a whisper, "Andrew pledge a billion dollars in support of our project. Luckily for us, you promised ten times his donation. Don't you?" "Em... Em," Einstein stammered because he was confused, and the realisation that he was abou
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A DOG THAT EATS ITS THROW-UP
In truth, it hurt to love and not to be loved back. But what hurts most is to love and not have the courage to express it. Jackson didn't possess the boldness to express his feelings to Miss Simpson, and he would have rather died with his desire if Tommy had not taken the bull by the horns. Every step Miss Simpson took towards him increased his heartbeat, and he was as white as a ghost when she arrived beside him, stooped and whispered in his right ear. "Your son said you want to dance with me." "Em... Yeah, sure. Did you mind?" "I won't be here if I do. Now be on your feet and don't keep a lady waiting," Miss Simpson mumbled, then stretched her arm towards Jackson. "Wow! Thanks, Miss," Jackson announced as he held Miss Simpson's hand, and with fingers intertwined, both couples stepped into the middle of the hall and then moved in rhythm to the melodious voice of the musician. On the podium far off, Andrew peeked at Jackson and Miss Simpson as they held tight to each other, and
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