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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW POORER THAN A CHURCH RAT
"You can go with the Cadillac and pay us whenever you have the cash," the manager muttered. "No, I insist you remove the money from my card. You are just a manager and this Mall didn't belong to you." "Yes, Mr Andrew. Nevertheless, I was wrong to seize your family car because of a mere one million dollars loss. Kindly pay back whenever it's convenient for you too." "Okay, then. Can I have the car key?" Andrew spread his hand and then smiled with contentment when the manager handed the car key to his hand. "What about the gift you are here to pick?" The manager stood up from the seat and wobbled after him. And his mind was filled with ways to make Andrew his friend.Surely, this is not a poor man if he has the purple-coloured platinum card with him. "I was thinking of buying that golden Buddha statue, but your sales attendant was so rude to me." "How dare you?.. Please forgive him, Mr Andrew. I will punish him for this grievous offence," the manager gave Steve a killing look an
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW UNDER ARREST
"What did you say, Alice?" Uncle Sam stepped down the podium, walked towards Alice jerked her by her right arm, and then dragged her out of earshot. "Why did you decide to embarrass your in-law publicly like that?.. I agree the gift is beyond Andrew's means, but we should at least discuss this in private and not publicly," Uncle Sam asked in a whisper. "I hate stealing with passion, and Andrew seemed to be developing from a petty thief to a burglar." Madam Alice let out in a loud voice. "Shh. Stop raising your voice... Where is Andrew?" "Over there. Send someone to call him to defend himself." Uncle Sam nodded his head, and his handsome face suddenly became cringed with worries. After Madam Alice's accusation, the guests who had previously admired Andrew and his million-dollar gift suddenly had frowns on their faces when they learned it was stolen, and most of them promptly avoided Andrew the way they avoided a lepper. "Come over here, Andrew. I have something to ask from you?
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW LITTLE SECRET
"What is going on over here?" Uncle Sam hurried towards the two cops with a grim look. "We are sorry for storming into your party and creating a scene," one of the two officers answered back. "Barrister Stevenson called our department and informed us that Mr Andrew O'Connor has a fake credit card and that he has been using it to swindle a lot of innocent sellers in this city," the meanest among the two officers declared openly as he jerked Andrew's by his belt and pulled him closer. "There must be a mix-up somewhere," Uncle Sam mumbled and his eyes darted around the room in search of Barrister Stevenson. "There is no mixed up anywhere," Barrister Stevenson who just appeared in an El Gujarat million dollars suit stepped into the hall, and most of the ladies in their presence gawked at him and temporarily forgot the loathsome son-in-law of the O'Connor family. "Wow. Barrister Stevenson is a terrific young man... His sense of dress always left me breathless!" A glamorous lady in a t
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW BEG FOR MY FOEGIVENESS
The O'Connor family sat in the cushions in front of the mayor, and they were all looking scared because they were expecting the worst from the expressionless-looking man. "Contrary to your expectations, Mr Andrew did not steal the credit card," the mayor let out, drew a breath and resumed after, "he won some money in a raffle draw and the money was paid into his account. The card with him was registered with the account. My investigations show that he is innocent of all these charges." "Thank you, mayor, for explaining this to us. I always tell my people to take it easy with Andrew, I believe that he is a lucky man and will be rich one day." "Enough of your false compliment, Moana," Madan Alice shrieked, raised her right hand and jerked it furiously at Moana, then resumed her yelling, "What will happen to all your sweet tongue and praises when he finished his sudden wealth? I bet you will go back to being his enemy!" "I knew Andrew since childhood, and I believe him when he claimed
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS BET
Andrew drove into their car park, parked the Cadillac CTS, and was immediately out of the car. He saw Moana walking towards him and was surprised when she held his arm, looked into his, and then let out, "Thank you, Andrew, for not judging us by our past deeds. I am truly sorry for treating you like a bag of trash all this day." "It's nothing. I have learnt to be forgiven to those who err against me," Andrew answered back, then jerked his arm away from Moana's grip, and then handed the Cadillac CTS key into her hand and mumbled, "Please, have this key, and give it to Mary. I don't need your car, and you can forget about the debt." "Oh, my gosh," Moana held Andrew in a tight embrace and tears soon flowed down her pretty face. "We have committed a lot of atrocity against you, and you are very compassionate for treating me with kindness." "I have decided to let bygone to be bygone, and I have forgiven all of you," Andrew answered back when he finally freed himself from Moana's grip.
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW PUNISHMENT FOR NOT HAVING FAITH
A tall and huge guard in a blue and white uniform glared at the yellow-painted taxi as it parked in front of The palace gate. He stepped out of the security office that is constructed in front of the hotel fence, stormed towards the taxi, raised his left arm, pointed his finger toward a board on the wall, and then yelled out with a voice filled with anger. "Are you blind or you can't read the sign on that post?" Andrew turned towards the shivering driver and offered a smile to reassure him, then poked his head out of the car window and said in a calm voice, "So sorry, officer. I am here to see Miss, Simpson, and I am sure she won't mind if I enter with a taxi." "Damn you, lass," the guard loomed over Andrew, shakes his head in anger, turned towards the driver and yelled "Get this dirty taxi out of here before I break the glasses to pieces. "You lost, Mister," the driver whispered to Andrew as he ignited his taxi. "Not yet," Andrew muttered back and then looked into the glaring e
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW DAYLIGHT ROBBERY
Andrew walked with sadness towards Miss Simpson's office, and suddenly halted when the door to her office was opened, and then hurried to meet her. When they met, the smile on Miss Simpson's face was immediately replaced by fear, and she peered into Andrew's face and held his right hand. "Why are you looking sad?" Miss Simpson asked. "Who is the richly dressed man that just left your office some moment ago?" Thinking Andrew's anger was targeted at her, made her shiver, and it was when she knew it was against Steve that she was able to breathe easier." that must be Steve. His family were our long-time supplier of liquors, wines, and beverages." "Why is he here?" "To notify us of the increase in the prices of all their goods. I have their new price list inside my office, and planned to show it to you when we meet." "He is very mean to me. You can't imagine he broke all the windows of the taxi that brought me here." "Steve did what?" Miss Simpson's face was filled with anger, and
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A NIGHT AT THE PALACE HOTEL
Miss Simpson gestured to Andrew to sit at the chair in her front and let out, "I am so sorry for Steve's childish behaviour. I hope you won't inform your dad about any of this." "No, I won't," Andrew answered back, sighed and sat with a grunt. "It's not fully his fault, but the blame of those directing this place. Why are you trying to treat the poor like they aren't human?" "I don't understand what you mean." "The security guards at the gate stopped me from entering, because of the decision of the management not to allow a taxi inside." "All businesses are opened to make a profit, and not to satisfy the poor. Anyone in a charter taxi cannot afford our goods and services. In order not to waste their time and our own time as well, we decided not to allow them inside." "I want that law to stop today. Don't discriminate against anyone because of their clothing, cars or jewellery... Doing that will be killing our business and make us look as if we are running an unfriendliness busine
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