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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW LIFE IS ABOUT WHO YOU KNOW
"Help. Someone is dying here!" Andrew opened his mouth to shriek, but he doubted that his throat produced a sound. He had seen dead bodies before, dead and mutilated. But it wasn't like this gruesome scene before him.Whoever did the job had done a nice and professional job. "Help!" He saw the receptionist as she raced into the room, gawked at him with sombre eyes, and then at the dead man on the floor. "What happened to him, Sir?" "I have no idea, I met him like this." "Oh my gosh! He was alright when I served him liquor some minutes ago. Did you say that you met him like this?" "I sure do now go and call 911. And tell them to come with an ambulance." "You won't run away, will you?" "Why should I run away? Oh my goodness! You must be insane to think I do this." "You must come with me, Sir? I won't leave here without you." "Don't be a jerk. I can run away now if I want. Now be a doll and go and call 911. This man is losing a lot of blood." "He is dead. No need to hurry the
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW FRAMED UP
In truth, nothing is hidden under the sun. Even though the police promised their utmost secrecy, the reason for Andrew's arrest soon became trending news, and it was followed by Isabella's escapades. And in a few days, the city of Orange County was soon buzzing with the news of the murderous prince and his nymphomaniac sister.Since Mr Elizabethan has ordered Andrew not to step into the office until all the mess is cleared, he decided to spend his days indoors and avoid all the friends and sympathizers who come to visit his family. Dressed in short pyjamas and an armless shirt, Andrew seat on one of the cushions in his room and gaped like a lost kitten. When the door to his room was knocked from the other side, he jerked awake, stared at the door and mumbled, "Come inside." Jasmine led two officers in a black and white police uniform into Andrew's room. She pointed at some chairs beside Andrew and let out, "Please sit over there." "Thank you, Jasmine-. Hello, Andrew. We were inform
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
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