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THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 45
Helen and George Shaw sat at the dining table, tension heavy between them. George’s face was pale as he clutched his phone, the recent call from Garth still fresh in his mind.“He’s furious,” George muttered, his voice shaky. “That bad information cost him millions. If he drops us, we’re finished.”Helen rolled her eyes, pouring herself a glass of wine. “Don’t be so dramatic, George. We just need to dig deeper. James can’t be this invincible.”“And what if we get caught?” George shot back. “Do you think James doesn’t know what we’re up to? He’s not stupid, Helen.”Helen leaned forward, her eyes cold. “Then we don’t get caught. You need to grow a backbone. This isn’t just about us—it’s about protecting Pamela from that man. If we don’t act now, she’ll end up losing everything when James eventually falls.”Unbeknownst to them, Victor was watching from a car parked across the street, his camera trained on the house. Through the windows, he captured the argument, Helen’s animated gestures
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 46
The air in the Shaw household was heavy with unease. Helen and George sat in the living room, their earlier celebration overshadowed by a growing sense of dread. The fixer, Charles Tully, had gone silent, and no updates had come through. Helen tapped her fingernails against the armrest, her irritation barely concealed. “Where is he? He promised results by now.” George shifted uncomfortably. “Maybe we should lay low for a while, Helen. If James catches wind of this—” “He won’t,” Helen snapped, cutting him off. “Stop worrying. Charles knows what he’s doing. We’re close to finally getting rid of that man.” Just then, the front door opened. Helen and George turned, expecting Pamela, but their faces froze when James stepped inside instead. James closed the door behind him, his movements calm, deliberate. Dressed sharply in a tailored black suit, he exuded an aura of quiet authority that made the tension in the room palpable. “James,” Helen began, her tone tight. “What are you do
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 47
Chapter 47Helen Shaw’s heels clicked sharply against the marble floor of her living room, her expression tense as she scanned the documents spread across the coffee table. George Shaw sat across from her, his hands clutching a thick envelope containing copies of internal reports from Maple Group—reports that no one outside of James’s inner circle should have access to.“This is it,” Helen said, her voice low but brimming with confidence. “With these, we can deal him a blow he’ll never recover from.”George glanced uneasily at the papers. “Are you sure about this, Helen? If James finds out—”“He won’t find out,” she interrupted, narrowing her eyes. “Do you want Pamela to be stuck with a man like him forever? If we bring Maple Group to its knees, Pamela will finally see reason. She’ll leave him.”George hesitated, but Helen’s determination silenced his doubts. He knew better than to challenge her once she had her mind set on something.Helen continued, her voice growing colder. “We’ll
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 48
James sat in his office, the weight of recent battles etched into his posture. The Maple Group was thriving again, but James knew his journey was far from over. The past still held secrets, and his father’s legacy was an enigma he couldn’t ignore. Victor entered the room with a sharp knock. “James, there’s someone you need to meet. He claims to have known your father well. His name is Marcus Sterling.” The name didn’t ring a bell, but James nodded. “Send him in.” A few moments later, an older man, impeccably dressed, entered. His silver hair and sharp eyes spoke of wisdom and experience. “Mr. Sterling,” James began, standing to shake his hand. “Victor mentioned you knew my father.” “Indeed, I did. Your father and I were business partners—silent partners, you might say,” Marcus replied with a slight smirk. “He was a man of vision, much like yourself.” James gestured for him to sit. “Why are you here now?” “Because it’s time you learned the truth about the empire your fathe
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 49
James sat in the lavish office of the influential investor, Mr. Hargrove, whose reputation for uncovering family secrets and safeguarding legacies preceded him. The air felt charged with unspoken revelations as Hargrove slid a thick file across the mahogany table.“This,” Hargrove began, his voice steady and measured, “is the key to unlocking a portion of your father’s empire that even you haven’t touched yet.”James’s fingers hovered over the file, hesitation flickering in his eyes. “What do you mean? I thought I had uncovered everything there was to know about my father’s businesses.”Hargrove leaned back in his chair, his expression shrewd. “Your father was a visionary, James. He knew the risks of consolidating all his wealth in one place. So, he diversified — but he didn’t just invest in businesses or real estate. He built a shadow network, a conglomerate of hidden assets that only someone with his exacting foresight could manage. And now, that legacy falls to you.”James opened t
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 50
James leaned back in the plush leather chair of the private study, his gaze fixed on the enigmatic investor sitting across from him. The man, an impeccably dressed financier named Dominic Langston, radiated an air of quiet authority. His calm demeanor, however, belied the magnitude of the information he had just shared.“Your father’s empire was far more extensive than you’ve been led to believe,” Dominic began, his voice steady. “What you’ve inherited is only a fragment of what he built.”James’s mind reeled. For years, he’d believed his father’s fortune was confined to the holdings under Maple Group. Now, Dominic was introducing a narrative that challenged everything he thought he knew.“What exactly are you saying?” James asked, his tone measured but sharp.Dominic reached for a slim black folder and slid it across the table. “These are documents proving the existence of additional assets your father hid away. Properties, offshore accounts, and business shares spread across Europe
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 51
The air in James’s office was heavy, a suffocating weight that even the sleek décor and expansive city views couldn’t alleviate. He sat at his desk, staring at the document Victor had handed him. Every word on the page confirmed his worst fear: someone close to him had betrayed him.“You’re sure about this?” James asked, his voice steady but cold.Victor nodded, his expression grave. “The accounts linked to your father’s hidden assets have been accessed without authorization. The withdrawal pattern was methodical, precise. This isn’t an amateur’s work, James. Someone on the inside knew exactly where to strike.”James’s jaw tightened. Trust was the foundation of every decision he made. He had built Maple Group with a team he believed in—a team that was now unraveling.“How much have we lost?”“Seven million so far,” Victor replied. “But it’s not the amount that worries me. It’s the timing. Whoever did this waited until you started consolidating the new assets. They wanted to cripple us
THE SON IN LAW WANTS HIS REVENGE Chapter 52
James sat in his office, the weight of recent events hanging over him. The past months had been a whirlwind—Brandon’s downfall, Maple Group’s expansion, and the unrelenting tension with Helen and George. Yet, amidst the chaos, James felt a strange sense of clarity. He had come too far to let his efforts falter.Victor entered the office, his usual calm demeanor intact but with a hint of urgency in his eyes. “James, we’ve received another anonymous tip,” he said, handing over a folder.James flipped it open, scanning the documents. They outlined a suspicious pattern of financial activity linked to Garth’s company. Transactions disguised as investments were siphoning funds into offshore accounts.“This could be the leverage we need to end Garth’s attacks once and for all,” Victor said.James nodded, his mind already racing with strategies. “We’ll need to handle this delicately. If we expose him too early, he’ll cover his tracks. But if we wait too long…”Victor smirked. “That’s why you
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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,
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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