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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW HEART-TO-HEART CHAT
"What's there to talk about?" "About Ajay," Andrea let out. She stepped closer to Andrew, sat on the settee beside him and said, "I need your help, Andrew." "What did you want?" Andrea gestured to Johnson to go into the room and wait for her. "I want to have an important discussion with your dad, honey. Please give me some minutes." "Can I have your phone, Mom?" "Yeah. And your laptop is charged as well. Get yourself busy while Daddy and Mommy have some heart-to-heart chat." "Am not in a good mood for any heart-to-heart chat, Andrea. All I want is to lay down and -." "Geez! Just give me a few minutes, dear. I knew you had a night of sex orgy, and I agreed that you deserve your sleep. But trust me, Andrew. This is important." "What is more important than my -." "I want you to talk to your family to drop the charge against Ajay." "Why should they? Your cousin assaulted and attempted to murder me... Please tell me why I should let go of such action?" "Because -. Andrea paused
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW FALLING INTO PLACE
Since Andrew had made his position clear, the charge against the O'Connor family proceeded. To meet up with the legal fee, the magnificent villa of the O'Connor family was offered for sale. When Jasmine informed Andrew about this, a kind of sick smile appeared on his face. "Why did I have the feeling that you are deriving a kind of devilish pleasure from all of this?" "Because I do. I have a plan, Jasmine. And am glad all this is falling into place." "What's your plan, Andrew?" Jasmine asked back. Dressed in an armless body-fitting frolic that exhibited her flawless skin, Jasmine looked stunning as she sat with crossed legs beside Andrew. "It's none of your business, dear. Just be patient and you will see what I'm up to." "And I will be the one to clean the mess after," Jasmine cried out. She stood up, sough and then leaned toward Andrew, "Now that Andrea is out of the way, can we resume our relationship?" "I wasn't having any relationship with you, Jasmine. Get that into your
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW IMPERSONATOR
Andrew and Isabella peeked into each other's faces for a while, and the silence was broken when Andrew sighed and asked, "What are you up to, Isabella?" "None of your business, Andrew. Just be quiet and paddle your own canoe." "Jackson is my friend, and that made him my business. Tell me what you are up to, or I will tell Dad about this." "Oh, okay," Isabella inhaled louder, smiled and said, "I'm helping Simpson to see how truthful Andrew is." "I don't get what you are saying." "Simpson called me and informed me of her feelings for him, so I told her to wait and let me put him to the test." "You mean you don't have any feelings for him?" "Not at all. As a friend, yes. But not as a lover. I want to be sure he is not after Simpson's wealth." Geez! You are ridiculous, Isabella," Andrew said with a face filled with awe. He shook his head sideways, inhaled louder and let out, "I hope he has passed the test, and is now free to enjoy his newfound love." "Not yet. One more test and he
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW WEATHER IS UNPREDICTABLE
Andrew and Johnson stood outside the port's small gate and watched as the gate was slammed into their faces. Without being told, Andrew realises the man with tattoos and lots of gold rings is using his family name to deceive a lady. In as much as he didn't care about Dolores being fooled, the fact that his family properties were used and that those guards who were supposed to be protecting the properties were part of the scheme made him angry. 'Why do people like claiming what they are not?' Andrew asked himself. He brought out his phone and was about to call his dad when a Mercedes Benz car drove into the gate, and the familiar face of the helmsman came into view. "Hi, boss. Why are you staying outside?" The old man with a wisp of grey hair, asked as he stepped closer to Andrew. "Your guards throw me out." "Those sons of guns. Didn't they know who you are?" "I bet they don't. Did you have the contact of their company?" "Yes, Andrew. Halogen security company. I have their cust
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW PAST EVIL DEED
"Hello, Prince. It's been a while," one of the police officers let out as he offered his hand for a shake. "Hello, Officer Rolling. It's good to see your face," Andrew muttered. "A man inside one of our Yatch is parading himself as one of our family members. This is private property, and his presence here is illegal." "Are the security guards of this place aware of this crime?" Rolling asked. "It's not what Mr Andrew thought. Bennet is a -." "You can save the explanation for later," Rolling cut into Delaware's speech. He turned toward his colleagues and let out, "Let's go and get that son of a gun." One of the officers jerked Delaware closer, whirled him and put handcuffs in his hand. "Please let me go. Ouch! This hurt." "Tell us where he is." "He is inside that yacht that looks like a swan," Andrew let out. "How many are they?" "He went inside with a lady." "Any other way out of here?" "No. The henchman muttered, shook his head and said, "This is the only way out." Rol
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW CONFLICT AMONG FAMILIES
Andrew opened the door and glared at the lady in a white transparent nightgown. "What did you want?" Andrea pushed him mildly out of the way. She stepped inside, smiled sheepishly and asked, "Aren't you happy to see me in your room?" "Why should I be happy?" "I thought you will." "Apart from being the mother of my son, I don't see anything special about you." "Really? Can you swear that you don't love me?" "Love you my foot! Andrew exclaimed with a sneer. " the last of my emotions died when you started inviting strange men into your room." "I am sorry, Andrew. I was foolish and childish. And my mother capitalizes on my simplicity to control me." "Sorry won't wipe away all the sad memories, Andrea." "So what did you want from me?" "You are the one that came to me. You should be the one to tell me what you want." Andrea sat on the soft mattress and then gestured to Andrew to do the same. "I came to apologize to you, and to tell you that I will love to be your woman again."
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A VICTIM OF A DOMINEERING WIFE
Mary and Andrea had the best moment of their life inside the Elizabethan villa. The mother and daughter became fatter from nutritious food and more beautiful from the unending spa and body massage. During their stay, Andrew did everything to make Andrea jealous. He brought in different women and instructed her to attend to them, and then wake her up at odd hours to attend to his needs. And like a dutiful wife, Andrea did everything with a fixed smile. On the last day of their visit, Andrea and Mary were seen loading boxes of gifts into a minivan, and a guard and a maid stood nearby, gossiping about them. "Shameless family. They don't care that he treated her like a piece of trash. All they care about are the expensive clothes, jewellery and fanciful gadgets," a lady dressed in white and blue jeans mumbled. "They were poor and saw the royal family as the only way out of their miserable life," the man let out. He is dressed in an oversized white polo shirt and blue pants. He gathere
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW TOO LATE TO REGRET
To celebrate his twenty years on the throne, Andrew's grandfather hosts a party inside his palace. Constructed in the early eighties, the four thousand-and-fifty rooms sit over forty thousand square meters. Looking lost among the hundred people who came to grace the occasion in the palace, Andrew led the way and he was followed by Andrea. "Let's find somewhere to sit under the shade of those trees," Andrew let out. He was trying to avoid the expected fussing that would come after his grandfather introduced him as the crown prince. Since the place was crammed with visitors from far and near, locating an empty seat took a while. "Over there, Andrew. Let's sit under those apple trees." "Get us glasses of champagne," Andrew called out to a smartly dressed lady in a yellow polo shirt and pants. "Will you love to live here when you are crowned as the king, or you planned to build your palace?" Andrea asked after sipping her wine. Since O'Connor's villa was handed back to them, the
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