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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW GOT CAUGHT IN THE MESS
After passing through their long corridors, Andrew emerged at the grassland in front of the Villa. His eyes darted around the large compound and then fell on Isabella. Dressed in a long gown, Isabella sat on a chair, and was operating her laptop computer when Andrew walked closer to her and let out, "Hello, big sister." "Hi, Andrew. I was about to call you. Please sit down." Andrew sat on the chair beside Isabella, then looked into her eyes and asked, "Why did you want to call for me?" "I will be acting as the general manager until you can clear your names." "Oh... Is it all about the post of a general manager?" "What are you talking about?" "My set-up. Did you frame me up so that you can resume your duty as the general manager or did you have any other reasons for this? Or maybe you need someone to take the blame for your reckless lifestyle?" Isabella's smiling face immediately becomes angry when Andrew accuses her of setting him up. She sprang to her feet, raised her arms an
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW THE GOLDEN RULE OF SURVIVING
"Where have you been, Jackson?.. What happened to you that made you disappear for a whole week?" "I lost everything, Andrew. I lost the car, the money you gave to me, and Jasmine's money. Everything is gone." "Relax and tell me what happened." "I don't know what happened. I woke up disoriented some days ago, and everything is gone." "What are you talking about, Jackson?" "I think I am still disoriented. All I know is that I woke up from a deep sleep, and found some blood on my hands and some men who claimed they had to take everything for their mouth to be sealed." "Sealed... What did you mean?" "I had subconsciously killed someone, Andrew. I saw the video, and it was real. I slashed his throat with a very sharp dagger and then giggled with contentment, but I can swear that is either I am in a trance, or under the influence of a bad drug." "Where are you?" "Arkansas city. Though I don't know my precise location." "Did you have your passport with you?" "Yes. But I don't have
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW PLAYING WITH FIRE
Cleveland is right. Everything always seemed important to Jasmine. As long as Cleveland could remember, Jasmine had dabbled with things that didn't concern her, and it was a miracle that she was still breathing. Being born into the house of a wealthy family didn't stop the adventurous lady from living a fun-filled life, and her charisma made her one of the most admirable ladies in Orange County. Her popularity is not limited to the elites alone. She was known even among those who dealt in the dark world. The drug peddlers, the assassins, and the political thugs. All of them seemed to have heard of her or connected with her during their nefarious journey in life. After her conversation with Cleveland, Jasmine drove into a street that was filled with stoners with misty eyes. "Welcome to downtown, this is where you will meet the bad and the ugly of Orange County. And the fact that Daly's murder takes place close to here made me believe the murderers will visit here," Jasmine mumbled,
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW DIED AND WOKE UP
Back in the villa, Andrew, Jasmine and Mirinda were seen sitting on the grassland. "Who defaced your car with such obscene words?" Miranda asked. "Someone who knows where we are, and what we are doing there. Did you think Daly's assassins were still around?" Jasmine asked. Andrew bobbed his head in reply. He breathed out loud and mumbled, "His killers were still downtown, and I am sure they trailed us down to White's lair. Did you think we have put him in harm's way?" "No. White can take care of himself. We should worry about you, and how to clear your name." "I am at a loss, Jasmine. What can I do to catch those guys ?" "Is there anyone from Arkansas who may want to hurt you?" "No, Jasmine. Except for the O'Connor family, I don't have any known enemy in Arkansas." "Did you think Ajay may be responsible for this? He seemed pissed off with you when we last met." "Who is Ajay?" Miranda who seemed to be left out of the discussion asked. "Ajay is the heir to Brian's wealth. He
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW ARREST
Andrew's dreams over the night were filled with torture and screams, and he up with a disoriented brain the following morning. After having a hot shower, and getting dressed in a brown suit and pants. Andrew stepped out of his room and walked towards the villa's main parlour. A young guard in a blue uniform bowed at the sight of the grimly-looking man and mumbled, "Good morning, prince. The police are here to see you." Andrew smiled and waved at the guard. He increased his stride, whistled softly and arrived inside the parlour. My Elizabethan sat on the chair facing the door, and beside him sat Isabella, followed by Mirinda. And at their front sat three menacingly looking officers. "Good morning, Dad." "Welcome, Andrew. These three gentlemen are here to see you, but I told them to wait till you wake up," Elizabethan mumbled, grinned at Andrew, and gestured to him to come and have a seat at the empty chair beside Miranda. "Good Morning, Sir. We have some questions to ask you
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW ABOUT TO BE NIPPED IN THE BUD
Dressed in a short, armless, white shirt and mini-skirt that showed all her hairless legs, Jasmine stepped into the villa's main parlour. She bowed at Elizabethan, then at Isabella and then sat on one of the chairs that were previously occupied by one of the police officers. "Welcome Jasmine. I have some questions to ask you concerning this ongoing crisis." Jasmine sighed and her eyes darted at Andrew, then at Mirinda. "Andrew informed me that you are the one that sent Jackson on an errand to Arkansas City. Can you tell me what you want him to bring for you?" "Nothing. I gave him some money to give to a friend of mine." "Which friend is that? And can he or she testify to your statement?" "Yes. His name is Ajay. And he can testify to this statement. " Did Jackson deliver the money?" "No." "What was his reason?" "The same reason he gave Andrew. He claimed that he was drugged." "Isabella told me you put a tracker on Andrew's car, and I learned that car is with those who framed
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW TRAP
Aristotle Supermega Hotel belongs to Teddy and was managed by his adopted son. For several years, Meghan had raised the standard of the hotel from a middle-class to an ideal one, and the place is always patronised by the rich and the super-rich who prefer to stay out of the public eye. Because it was constructed over a large hectare of land in a deserted environment, several rumours were heard about various illegal activities that were going on inside the hotel. But so far, the police have no tangible evidence and neither was any arrest made. "Have you ever visited the hotel before?" Andrew asked Jasmine as she drove into the fenced area, then towards the car park. "Yes. I was invited by Meghan, and I came along with Isabella. That was when both were still dating and on good terms." "That means some of the workers here may recollect your face," Andrew said, sighed and let out, "I don't want us to be discovered before we are through with our investigation." "Don't worry, Andrew. T
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW TIME FOR PAYBACK
A man with a barrel kind of a chest jerked the iron gate open, popped his head out glared at the waiter, and the naive-looking man beside him, and then asked in an intimidating voice, "Who the hell is this?" "Em... This is my childhood friend, and he just came from overseas. I want him to enjoy himself before going back," the waiter mumbled, stepped toward the touch-looking guard and said in a whisper, "I had bragged that Orange County is the home of pleasure and sexual gratification. Kindly, treat him to the fullest." "Oh... Sure, Kitty. Let him come in -. But did you tell him that it will cost him ten thousand dollars?" "He is rich and can afford more than that." The waiter let out. He nodded with contentment, took some steps back hovered closer to Andrew's ear, and then said in a whisper, "Don't forget to grease my palm before you go." Andrew stepped into a dimly lit corridor and hurried after his guard. They reached the entrance of a large hall and stepped into a well-furnished
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