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THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 32
Pamela sat in the living room, absently stirring a cup of tea. The faint aroma of chamomile filled the air, but it did little to soothe her nerves. Across from her, Helen’s sharp gaze bore into her, unrelenting.“Pamela,” Helen began, her voice firm, almost commanding, “you can’t keep pretending everything is fine. James is a sinking ship, and you’re clinging to him as if he’s your lifeline. He’s not.”Pamela’s hand paused mid-stir. She glanced up at her mother, a flicker of defiance in her eyes. “James isn’t what you think he is, Mom. He’s… he’s trying.”“Trying?” Helen scoffed, crossing her arms. “Trying to what? Convince the world he’s something he’s not? You think that Maple Group is untouchable? Mark my words, Pamela, it’ll crumble. And when it does, do you want to be left picking up the pieces?”Pamela frowned, her heart tugging in two directions. It wasn’t long ago she might have agreed with her mother. James had once been a man who blended into the shadows, his ambitions hidde
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 33
Pamela found herself standing by the window of her bedroom, staring out at the twilight sky. The golden hues of the setting sun bled into shades of purple, but the beauty of it was lost on her. Her mother’s words lingered like an unwanted shadow. “Divorce him while you still can.” She gripped the windowsill tightly, the rough wood grounding her as her mind waged war against itself. James had changed—there was no denying that. But was his transformation enough? Enough to silence the doubts Helen had sown in her heart? Enough to justify staying in a marriage that had always felt fragile? A light knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She turned to see James standing there, his tie gone, his shirt sleeves rolled up. His expression was soft, cautious. “Dinner’s ready,” he said. Pamela nodded, but she didn’t move. James hesitated before stepping closer. “You’ve been quiet all evening.” “I’m just thinking,” she replied, her voice distant. “About what?” She hesitated, h
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 34
The house was quiet when Pamela returned. She stepped into the living room, her coat still draped over her arm. The faint sound of shuffling papers came from James’s study, and she hesitated for a moment before heading toward the light spilling from the slightly open door.Peeking inside, she saw James hunched over his desk, his sleeves rolled up, and his hair slightly disheveled. A deep furrow etched his brow as he scribbled notes on a document, the glow of his desk lamp casting a soft light over his determined face.Pamela’s heart clenched. This wasn’t the man her mother painted him to be—weak, manipulative, or directionless. He was a man who had risen from every challenge thrown his way. A man who refused to let his mistakes define him.She tapped lightly on the door, and James looked up, startled but quickly softening when he saw her.“Pamela,” he said, his voice laced with both surprise and relief. “You’re back.”She stepped inside, setting her coat on the back of a chair. “I did
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 35
Helen Shaw paced back and forth in the living room, her brows furrowed deeply, her heels clicking with every step. The Shaw residence had always been a place of calm and opulence, but now it felt more like a battlefield. Helen’s sharp gaze settled on Pamela, who sat quietly on the couch, her hands clasped tightly on her lap.“I’ve told you this before, Pamela,” Helen began, her tone cold, though laced with feigned concern. “That man has only been lucky so far. The Maple Group will crumble, and where will that leave you? I won’t sit back and watch you ruin your life.”Pamela swallowed hard, her heart twisting. She had heard this speech countless times over the past few weeks, and each time, it left her more torn. How could she explain to her mother what she truly felt? How could she admit that, despite Helen’s protests, she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving James?“Mother, please,” Pamela said softly. “You don’t understand—”“I don’t understand?” Helen snapped, her voice rising. “I
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 36
The invitation sat on the dining table, a polished white card bordered with gold trim—a detail that belied the hostility it carried. Helen Shaw had personally sent it, a rare gesture for someone who treated James with cold disdain. Pamela stared at it, torn between frustration and hesitation. “Why would she invite us now?” she murmured, fiddling with the edge of the card. James sat across from her, quietly sipping his coffee. His sharp eyes never left her face. “Because she wants an audience,” he replied smoothly, setting his mug down. “This isn’t about reconnecting. It’s about reminding everyone who she thinks you married.” Pamela’s shoulders sank. “James, I don’t think we should go. I can’t bear to see them talk down to you again. They” James reached for her hand, his touch warm and steady. “We’ll go.” His voice carried no anger—only calm certainty. “But things will be different this time.” Pamela frowned. “What do you mean?” “I’ve let them misunderstand me for far too long,” J
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 37
The Shaw mansion stood like a monument to arrogance, its towering columns and gleaming facade seemingly designed to intimidate anyone who approached. James didn’t blink as he gazed at it. He had entered these doors countless times, always as the man Helen Shaw tolerated out of necessity—never out of respect. That was about to change. Pamela shifted nervously beside him as they approached the grand entrance. The murmurs of laughter and the clinking of glasses spilled out faintly through the windows. She tightened her grip on his arm. “James,” she whispered, glancing up at him. “Promise me you won’t” “I won’t embarrass you,” James said softly, cutting her off before she could finish. His voice was calm, soothing, but there was something steely underneath it that Pamela couldn’t place. “Trust me.” Pamela searched his face for a moment, chewing her bottom lip. He wasn’t the same man who used to stand awkwardly at family gatherings, shrinking under the weight of their ridicule. There
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 38
The silence in the Shaw family dining room was suffocating. All eyes were on James as he stood at the far end of the table, the sharp edge of his tone still lingering in the air. Helen’s icy stare pinned him down, but he didn’t falter. For the first time, James wasn’t a man cowering under their judgment—he was a man in control.“James,” George Shaw said, breaking the silence with a condescending chuckle. “What nonsense are you on about now? You’ve had too much to drink.”James didn’t so much as blink. His calm gaze turned toward George, unwavering. “I haven’t had a single drop tonight. And what I’m about to say, Mr. Shaw, will change everything you think you know about me.”A ripple of murmurs spread across the room. Some guests leaned in with curiosity, while others exchanged skeptical glances. Pamela, seated a few steps away, looked torn between awe and uncertainty as she stared at her husband.Helen Shaw, still seated at the head of the table, finally snapped. “Enough with the thea
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 39
The Maple Group boardroom had never been more alive. Executives, department heads, and international advisors gathered around the long mahogany table, listening intently as Victor laid out the blueprint for James’s latest initiative. Maps of target regions and digital projections flickered on the screen behind him, displaying key growth metrics and potential market analyses.Victor’s voice carried with a clarity that commanded attention. “We’re looking at markets in Southeast Asia, Eastern Europe, and South America. These regions are brimming with untapped potential. By establishing a presence now, we position Maple Group as a leader in industries ranging from renewable energy to logistics.”James leaned forward, his expression calm but commanding. “This isn’t just expansion—it’s reinforcement. If Garth or anyone else tries to undermine us, they’ll face resistance on multiple fronts. We won’t just withstand their attacks; we’ll render them irrelevant.”The room fell silent for a momen
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The Maple Group boardroom buzzed with anticipation. James stood at the head of the table, a series of documents and digital files projected on the large screen behind him. Pamela sat to the side, her gaze steady on her husband. She had come to admire his meticulous planning and unyielding determination.“This,” James began, pointing to a highlighted section of a document, “is the beginning of the end for Brandon Holt.”The room quieted, the gravity of his statement settling over the board members. James had spent months collecting evidence of Brandon’s illicit activities: embezzlement, fraudulent contracts, bribery, and even involvement in a smuggling ring. The sheer weight of the proof was staggering.“Today, we release the first wave,” James said.With a nod to Victor, his trusted advisor, James watched as the files were uploaded onto various secure platforms, simultaneously reaching key media outlets, government agencies, and business networks.The response was immediate. Within ho
Chapter 69
The tension in the air was suffocating. Pamela sat in her living room, her heart pounding as she stared at the extra security team James had stationed around their home. Emily sat beside her, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing outside.James had left early that morning, his face grim but determined. Pamela could still hear his parting words echoing in her mind.“Stay inside. Don’t go anywhere unless I call you. Trust me, Pamela. I’ll handle this.”But she couldn’t shake the feeling that things were spiraling out of control. Brandon’s desperation made him unpredictable, and the idea of him targeting her or Emily filled her with dread.As the hours dragged on, Pamela tried to distract herself, but her mind kept wandering to James. How much longer could he carry this burden? How far would Brandon go to take him down?Meanwhile, at Holt Industries, chaos reigned. Brandon paced his office, his phone pressed to his ear as he shouted into the receiver.“You said you had a plan! Where ar
Chapter 68
James leaned back in his office chair, his gaze fixed on the glowing monitor before him. The file Victor had delivered earlier contained irrefutable evidence proof of Brandon’s direct involvement in money laundering, tax evasion, and even bribery of government officials. It was the final nail in the coffin, a comprehensive report that would destroy Brandon’s already crumbling alliances.Pamela entered the room quietly, setting a cup of coffee on his desk. “You’ve been in here all night,” she said softly.James looked up, exhaustion evident in his eyes. “It’s almost over,” he said, his voice steady. “By tomorrow, Brandon’s empire will be nothing but a memory.”Pamela sat beside him, watching as he meticulously prepared the next move. “How do you feel about it?” she asked after a pause.James hesitated, then admitted, “Relieved. But it’s not just about me anymore. It’s about protecting everything we’ve built everything we stand for.”The next day, James released the evidence strategical
Chapter 67
Brandon Holt sat in the dimly lit confines of his office, the flicker of city lights casting long shadows across the room. The once-booming headquarters of Holt Enterprises had grown eerily silent, its staff reduced to whispers of discontent. He leaned forward in his chair, glaring at the screen of his tablet. The latest news headline burned into his vision: “Insider Trading Allegations Rock Holt Enterprises – Brandon Holt Under Fire.” Brandon’s knuckles whitened as he gripped the edge of his desk. His phone vibrated with incoming calls—shareholders, journalists, even former allies—but he ignored them all. His empire was crumbling, and he was running out of time. “Get me Derrick Lane,” Brandon barked into his intercom. “Mr. Lane resigned this morning,” his assistant replied, her voice trembling. “What?” Brandon stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the hardwood floor. “Why wasn’t I told?” “I… I sent you the memo, sir,” she stammered. Brandon froze, realization dawn
Chapter 66
James sat in his private office, the room dimly lit except for the soft glow of his computer screen. In front of him lay a folder Victor had delivered earlier that day. Inside was the key to Brandon’s downfall: irrefutable evidence of his involvement in fraud, bribery, and embezzlement.Victor leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “This is enough to bury him, James. But it’s not just about exposing him—it’s about how you play this. We need to dismantle his network piece by piece.”James nodded, his mind already racing with possibilities. “Brandon built his empire on alliances and fear. If we expose him strategically, his own people will turn on him.”Over the next few days, James and Victor crafted their plan. Each piece of evidence was tied to one of Brandon’s key allies—business partners, government officials, and financial backers. The goal was simple: make them realize Brandon was no longer an asset but a liability.The first blow came through an anonymous leak to a prominent fin
Chapter 65
James leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the city skyline through the wide windows of his office. The last few weeks had been relentless—every piece of Brandon Holt’s empire was crumbling, and James had made sure of it. Yet, he knew the battle wasn’t over. Garth, Brandon’s ruthless ally, was still operating in the shadows, waiting for his moment to strike.Pamela walked into the room, holding a cup of coffee for him. She placed it on the desk and hesitated for a moment. James glanced up, his expression softening when he saw her.“Still working?” she asked quietly, her tone carrying a mix of concern and admiration.“There’s just one last thing to handle,” James replied, leaning forward. “Brandon’s done for, but Garth… he’s a different kind of problem. I have to finish this.”Pamela nodded, taking the seat across from him. “Whatever it takes, James. I trust you.”Her words struck him. It wasn’t long ago that Pamela doubted his capabilities, pressured by her family’s constant cr
Chapter 64
James stood on the balcony of his office, his sharp gaze fixed on the city skyline. The weight of the past few weeks had been immense, but the resolve in his heart was unshakable. His plan to dismantle Brandon’s crumbling empire was in full swing, but his thoughts were elsewhere—on Pamela.In their home, Pamela sat in her study, replaying the moments of James’s recent sacrifices in her mind. Despite Helen’s constant urging to leave him, Pamela couldn’t ignore the truth. James was no longer the man she had once doubted. He had become a fortress, standing strong against every storm.The MeetingLater that evening, James and Pamela found themselves in the living room, the air between them charged with unspoken emotions.“James,” Pamela began, her voice soft but firm, “I’ve been thinking… about everything.”James turned to her, his usual calm replaced with a flicker of vulnerability. “What is it, Pamela?”“I see it now,” she said, taking a step closer. “The sacrifices you’ve made, the bat
Chapter 63
Pamela stood at the edge of the grand living room, her arms crossed as she observed James. He was seated at the far end, surrounded by stacks of documents and his trusted confidants, Victor and a few senior executives from Maple Group. The tension in the air was almost palpable.For weeks, she had seen James tirelessly working to shield his company and their lives from Brandon and Garth’s relentless attacks. Despite her mother’s constant urgings to leave him, Pamela had decided to stay. Watching James endure sleepless nights and unrelenting pressure had awakened a new understanding within her—a deep admiration for his strength, resilience, and unwavering determination.Pamela took a deep breath and walked into the room. The quiet murmurs of the men fell silent as all eyes turned to her. James looked up, his gaze meeting hers.“Can we talk?” she asked, her voice soft but firm.James glanced at Victor, who gave a knowing nod and led the others out of the room. As the door clicked shut,
Chapter 62
Pamela sat with her phone pressed to her ear, her heart racing as the line connected. "Melanie," she said when a familiar voice answered. "I need a favor." Melanie's laughter crackled on the other end. "Pamela Shaw? It's been years! What kind of favor are we talking about?" "Something serious," Pamela said, her voice steady despite the weight of her words. "I need information. There's a man named Garth working with Brandon Holt-they're targeting my husband and his company. I know you still have contacts in the media and corporate circles. Can you help me dig up something on them?" There was a pause, followed by a sharp intake of breath. "Pamela, this sounds dangerous. Are you sure you want to get involved?" "I don't have a choice," Pamela replied. "They're coming after my family. If you can find anything-anything at all-I'll owe you." "Alright," Melanie said after a moment. "I'll see what I can do. Give me a day or two." As Pamela hung up, her determination solidified. For the f
