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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW I WANT THEM ALL
After several hours of driving, Andrew noticed a billboard that notified them of a mall half a kilometre away, and this made him turn toward Jackson and let out, "Drive into that mall so that I can pick some gifts for my family." "Good idea," Jackson let out, peeked through the left car window, branded off the highway, into the blue-painted open gate, and parked at their car park. "Stay inside the car, while I go into their stores for the gifts." "No, Andrew. I am hungry and need to pick some food to munch on the way. Let's go together." The two men disembarked from the Bentley and walked towards the blue-painted mall, and the sliding glass was opened by a middle-aged man in an impeccable white T-shirt and blue pants. He bowed to welcome them, and then let out, "Welcome to Santa Fe Mall, Sirs." "We are here to pick some gifts and something edible," Jackson answered back, and then asked, "This place is filled with several goods and will take us some time to discover what we need,
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW FIGHTING OVER DA-VINCI PAINTING
Joel picked up the Da-Vinci painting from the shopping cart, folded it and was about to hand it to Bush when Andrew stepped in his front, shook his head sideways and let out, "I have already bought this painting. Tell your customer to pick another artefact." "You must be a stranger at this side of the city," Bush shouted out in anger, pointed at Andrew and yelled louder, "You will be sorry for being at loggerhead with me." "Who are you?" Jackson stepped in front of Andrew and walked toward Bush. His tall and huge size made Bush cower back with fear. "Mr Bush is engaged to the Elizabethan family. As you are aware they are the most powerful family around here, being in his bad record will not augur well for us," the sales manager whispered to Andrew's right ear. He then bowed at Bush and mumbled, "They don't know you, but I do. Be patient and let me handle this." "Patient my foot. Tell these two strangers that I am related to the royal family by marriage, and annoying me will not end
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A DRUG PEDDLER OR HUMAN TRAFFICKER
Andrew and Jackson entered their Bentley and drove out of the mall, and their car accelerated towards Orange County. Because they had spent lots of time inside the mall, the sky was dark except for the stars and the moon, and the coolness of the night made them believe rain may fall over the night. Jackson turned toward Andrew who sat beside him at the front and begged, "Give me your phone. I want to call Miss Simpson and ask about my kids." "You want to ask about your kids, or you want to hear Miss Simpson's voice?" Andrew asked as he removed the Thuraya satellite phone from his pocket and dialled Miss Simpson's telephone number. Jackson collected the phone and muttered back, "Both. I would love to hear her voice, and also to know if Tommy and Jimmy are okay. He paused his speech as the phone rang at the other side of the line and was picked up by Miss Simpson. "Hello, Andrew," Miss Simpson's voice boomed out of the telephone's speaker. "This is Jackson. Andrew's friend. I wa
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW MISTAKES DO HAPPEN
Since Andrew and Jackson's wrists were handcuffed, nothing they could do, but complain as they were driven into the front of a big, blue gate, then into Orange County police station, and then marched into a blue-painted building. Two officers saluted Rollings and mumbled, "Welcome, boss." "What happened during my absence?" Rolling asked. "Nothing, boss. We were just sitting and chatting since you left," one of the officers answered back. Rollings nodded his head and smiled with satisfaction, pointed at Andrew and Jackson and announced, "These two were arrested for possession of the royal emblem. Call Mr Elizabethan and find out if they lost any property." "Okay, boss," the officer answered back, gawked at the two accused and announced, they looked like criminals." "You won't believe they were driving a Bentley when we arrested them." One of the officers that arrested Andrew let out. "Where is their car?" "Parked where they were arrested. We will drive it down here and conduc
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW HEAVEN ON EARTH
The villa Jackson drove into was constructed on large hectares of land. And the light from tall poles made everywhere look like daylight. The wall was painted purple, and at the front of a big castle stood a huge statue of a lion that symbolised their connection to royalty. Some guards in blue uniforms bowed to welcome them into the villa. And one among them pointed at the car park far off and then raced after the Bentley. He stopped in front of the passenger's side at the front seat, bowed and muttered as he opened the car door, "Welcome, Prince Andrew. All your family are waiting in the dining room for you, please come with me." Andrew stepped out of the car, smiled at the guard, and then gestured at Jackson to come with him. "Wow!" Jackson exclaimed a the sight of various exotic cars awaiting the royal family. He shakes his head and utters, "It's good to be rich. Imagine driving a car that matches the colour of your clothing whenever you are going out." "There are choppers and
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW NO PERFECT LOVE
Three ladies with white aprons over their blue uniforms arrived with trays filled with meals, and they placed them on the dining table, set some plates in front of the five people and began to dish the meal onto their plates. As for Jackson who had never eaten with a rich man before, his eyes gawked at the grain, mutton, vegetables, fruit, fish, bread and wines in his front. "I hope you are enjoying the meal?" Miranda peered at her brother and asked. "Yeah," Andrew answered back as he took another bite of the mutton, he nodded with satisfaction, chewed the meat in his mouth and let out, "The mutton is soft and succulent. And the bread is soft and sweet." "Andrew is right, " Jackson who had been looking for the opportunity to compliment the proficiency of the culinarian announced with a satisfying grin. Mr Elizabethan smiled as he picked a strawberry, peeked at it, took a bite and muttered, "I am very happy that all my families were here with me... I wish your mother was here, s
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW WHEN YOU ARE IN ROME, DO LIKE A ROMAN
"Tell me about Berger multinational company. What we are into and everything I need to know," Andrew asked Mirinda. "Berger multinational company is into the production of eighty per cent of the world matches. And we have branches in different countries around the world," Miranda answered back. "Tell me about the organisation?" Andrew asked. "The organisation is owned by our grandfather, and he shared all the assets with his two only sons when he was crowned the king of Orange County. But my dad was able to increase the Elizabethan's shares." "When did Isabella take over the control of the organisation, and why did she lose so many shares to our rival?" "Two years ago. And everything started going downhill after that." "Tell me about Grandpa?" "He is a nice old man and he adores you so much. He is the one who named you as his crown prince. I'm sure he will be here with the rest of the royal family members tomorrow." "Tell me about the other family?" "Uncle Teddy is my dad's
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A FAMILY THAT EATS TOGETHER WILL ALWAYS STICK TOGETHER
Andrew woke before the cock crow the following morning. After tossing on the bed for a while, he stood up and dragged his feet towards the window, drew the curtain and then peered as the sun rose over the artificial lake far off. In comparison, the Elizabethan villa made the O'Connor villa look like a kitchen, and the beauty of his home impelled him to stand in awe.After some moment at the window side, Andrew sighed and went into the bathroom, and the cold water seemed to rejuvenate his vigour. To satisfy his younger sister, Andrew put on a blue suit, golden chain, leather wristwatch, and matching golden shoes. And he looked royally as he stepped out of his section of the villa, into the long corridor, and banged on his sister's door. "Hello, Miranda. This is Andrew, open the door. The door was opened, and Miranda's head poked out of the curtain. "Good morning, Andrew. Hope you slept well," Miranda let out as she jerked the door open, gaped at her brother, nodded with contentme
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