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The Betrayed Son in Law Rise to Influence Chapter 32
The reunion was in full swing, the lavish banquet hall a hub of energy as groups of former classmates gathered in tight clusters, their laughter echoing against the high ceilings. Waiters weaved through the crowd with trays of champagne flutes and delicate hors d'oeuvres, their steps light and practiced. Every corner of the room seemed to sparkle, from the crystal chandeliers overhead to the sequined dresses and tailored suits of the attendees.At one table near the center of the room, a particularly boisterous group had gathered. They were seated in a loose circle of plush chairs, the centerpieces of their table gleaming with silver and gold. It was impossible not to notice them; their voices rose above the crowd, drawing the attention of anyone within earshot.This was the clique—the untouchable group of wealthy, entitled students who had ruled the university’s social hierarchy with iron fists wrapped in velvet gloves. Even now, years after graduation, they carried themselves with t
The Betrayed Son in Law Rise to Influence Chapter 33
The night was winding down, the banquet hall now quieter as guests began to depart in pairs and small groups. The laughter had softened, replaced by polite goodbyes and the clinking of glasses being cleared away by the staff. The clique, however, remained at their table, their energy undimmed as they continued to indulge in drinks and conversation.Simon stood near the bar, his calm presence unassuming yet magnetic. Despite the clique's earlier attempts at mockery, he remained composed, exuding a quiet power that drew the occasional glance from other attendees.He took a sip from his glass of sparkling water, his thoughts momentarily drifting to the evening’s events. While the night had been a stark reminder of the arrogance and superficiality of some of his former classmates, it had also reinforced how far he had come.From across the table, Madison's sharp eyes were still trained on him, her curiosity and frustration evident. She had always prided herself on being the center of atte
The Betrayed Son in Law Rise to Influence Chapter 34
The sun cast sharp beams across the polished glass façade of Scaffs dealership, each ray reflecting the world-class automobiles displayed within. Cars sat gleaming like trophies, their metallic finishes flawless, their designs a testament to human ingenuity. The faint hum of conversation and muted clicks of polished heels echoed softly within the showroom.Inside, the air was thick with affluence, scented with a mix of fresh leather and a faint hint of the cologne worn by wealthy patrons. The sales representatives, dressed in sharp, tailored suits, flitted between clients, their smiles wide and professional. Here, status wasn’t earned—it was flaunted, celebrated, and soaked into every surface of the space.Through the glass doors, a man entered with a measured stride.Simon’s presence wasn’t immediately commanding. He wore a navy blazer over a crisp white shirt, paired with understated chinos and leather loafers. The outfit was clearly expensive if one had the eye for it, but it lacke
The Betrayed Son in Law Rise to Influence Chapter 35
Amelia’s eyes widened, a mix of relief and vindication flickering across her face. The other sales staff exchanged uneasy glances, their earlier whispers now replaced with an uncomfortable silence.The customers who had snickered at Simon earlier looked on with wide-eyed disbelief. One man muttered to his companion, “Did he just say his car?”Carlisle, oblivious to—or perhaps deliberately ignoring—the tension in the room, gestured toward the entrance. “Shall we? I think you’ll be pleased with what we’ve done.”“Of course,” Simon said smoothly, his expression unreadable as he turned to follow Carlisle.Outside the dealership, the sun gleamed off the glass facade, casting sharp reflections onto the pavement. A sleek transporter truck was parked at the curb, its hydraulic lift carefully lowering a car that seemed to shimmer under the sunlight.The car was a masterpiece. Its custom paint—a deep obsidian black with subtle iridescent undertones—caught the light in waves, shifting between hu
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“Simon, are you gonna remain seated and not make yourself useful today? At least, even if you can’t help the Katherine family financially, at least stop being a useless person,” Addy sneered, giving Simon a bad look over.She’s Addy Katherine, Simon’s wife, Ash’s elder sister, and the Katherine family’s eldest granddaughter.Today is the 75th birthday of the Katherine family matriarch. The walls were decorated in peach, and the top people in society were invited to the birthday celebration. It’s such an elegant and sophisticated event.Many of these guests were mostly at this event to mock Simon, as everyone in high society knew about Simon.Simon is a live-in son-in-law of the Katherine family. Aside from the fact that he has no money, Simon has no position or dignity in the Katherine family.“What Addy said is true,” Mrs. Katherine said, looking at Simon with a condescending gaze.“Simon, you have been in the Katherine family for a year now due to the benevolence of my late husband,
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The small box was a pitch-black, old-looking cracked wooden box that looked cheap. Had Simon given that gift in front of all the guests at the birthday celebration, it would have been a huge embarrassment to the Katherine family. That’s why Mrs. Katherine refused the gift.Simon was silent when Mrs. Katherine rejected the gift he was about to present. Simon felt so embarrassed that he had to put his head down as he held his gift in his hands.“Keep the gift. What kind of gift can a poor man like yourself give me?” Mrs. Katherine looked at Simon with disgust.“I’ll only accept that gift of yours if it’s expensive, but obviously, it isn’t. If it isn’t as expensive as Kev’s gift, hold it and don’t embarrass me and the Katherine family, you poor idiot.” Mrs. Katherine’s perfectly doe-like eyes gleamed as she spat out her harsh words at him.“Hahaha!” Everyone present at the event burst into a serious fit of laughter after Mrs. Katherine spoke.Simon was annoyed and furious at all their wo
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Ash’s voice rose in pitch, sharp with urgency. “You don’t need to worry about that, Simon. My grandmother will handle everything.”Simon’s brows furrowed. “How?”“ She will offer you a high-paying job in one of our family’s companies. She’ll even take care of your foster mother—improve her living conditions, cover her medical bills. Whatever you need. Just please, Simon. Do this for me—for us.”Her tone softened, pleading. But Simon knew Ash too well. The sudden shift in her demeanor—her rare vulnerability—felt calculated. Yet, as she spoke about her brother, he felt the familiar pull of wanting to believe her. Maybe this time it was different. Maybe this time she really meant it.And his foster mother—her well-being was very important to him. Hundred thousand dollars was an impossible dream, but if the Katherine family stepped in...He took a shaky breath. Ash leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper, sweet yet insistent. “This won’t last forever, Simon. The lawyers will smoot
The Betrayed Son in Law Rise to Influence Chapter 4
“So, what do you have to say in support of your client, the plaintiff, Mr. Henderson?” the judge inquired.Henderson came forward with steady footsteps and said, “My lord, my client was out that night, chilling with his friends. As you know, youthful exuberance can lead to unfortunate situations. His friends laced his non-alcoholic cocktail with alcohol because they wanted him to be drunk, just like they were.My client, unaware of this, continued to drive himself home. As he was on his way, he started to feel lightheaded and saw things in twos. He realized this and was about to park his car and order an Uber just before the unfortunate incident occurred, my lord. As my client is a law-abiding citizen, he decided to report himself to the police the next morning, once he was clear-headed.”The judge nodded solemnly and asked, “Mr. Simon, do you plead guilty or innocent?”Simon answered in a low, shaky voice, “I plead guilty, my lord.”After hearing from the defendant's lawyer and the c
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Amelia’s eyes widened, a mix of relief and vindication flickering across her face. The other sales staff exchanged uneasy glances, their earlier whispers now replaced with an uncomfortable silence.The customers who had snickered at Simon earlier looked on with wide-eyed disbelief. One man muttered to his companion, “Did he just say his car?”Carlisle, oblivious to—or perhaps deliberately ignoring—the tension in the room, gestured toward the entrance. “Shall we? I think you’ll be pleased with what we’ve done.”“Of course,” Simon said smoothly, his expression unreadable as he turned to follow Carlisle.Outside the dealership, the sun gleamed off the glass facade, casting sharp reflections onto the pavement. A sleek transporter truck was parked at the curb, its hydraulic lift carefully lowering a car that seemed to shimmer under the sunlight.The car was a masterpiece. Its custom paint—a deep obsidian black with subtle iridescent undertones—caught the light in waves, shifting between hu
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The sun cast sharp beams across the polished glass façade of Scaffs dealership, each ray reflecting the world-class automobiles displayed within. Cars sat gleaming like trophies, their metallic finishes flawless, their designs a testament to human ingenuity. The faint hum of conversation and muted clicks of polished heels echoed softly within the showroom.Inside, the air was thick with affluence, scented with a mix of fresh leather and a faint hint of the cologne worn by wealthy patrons. The sales representatives, dressed in sharp, tailored suits, flitted between clients, their smiles wide and professional. Here, status wasn’t earned—it was flaunted, celebrated, and soaked into every surface of the space.Through the glass doors, a man entered with a measured stride.Simon’s presence wasn’t immediately commanding. He wore a navy blazer over a crisp white shirt, paired with understated chinos and leather loafers. The outfit was clearly expensive if one had the eye for it, but it lacke
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The night was winding down, the banquet hall now quieter as guests began to depart in pairs and small groups. The laughter had softened, replaced by polite goodbyes and the clinking of glasses being cleared away by the staff. The clique, however, remained at their table, their energy undimmed as they continued to indulge in drinks and conversation.Simon stood near the bar, his calm presence unassuming yet magnetic. Despite the clique's earlier attempts at mockery, he remained composed, exuding a quiet power that drew the occasional glance from other attendees.He took a sip from his glass of sparkling water, his thoughts momentarily drifting to the evening’s events. While the night had been a stark reminder of the arrogance and superficiality of some of his former classmates, it had also reinforced how far he had come.From across the table, Madison's sharp eyes were still trained on him, her curiosity and frustration evident. She had always prided herself on being the center of atte
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The reunion was in full swing, the lavish banquet hall a hub of energy as groups of former classmates gathered in tight clusters, their laughter echoing against the high ceilings. Waiters weaved through the crowd with trays of champagne flutes and delicate hors d'oeuvres, their steps light and practiced. Every corner of the room seemed to sparkle, from the crystal chandeliers overhead to the sequined dresses and tailored suits of the attendees.At one table near the center of the room, a particularly boisterous group had gathered. They were seated in a loose circle of plush chairs, the centerpieces of their table gleaming with silver and gold. It was impossible not to notice them; their voices rose above the crowd, drawing the attention of anyone within earshot.This was the clique—the untouchable group of wealthy, entitled students who had ruled the university’s social hierarchy with iron fists wrapped in velvet gloves. Even now, years after graduation, they carried themselves with t
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The crisp morning air was laced with the faint scent of dew as Simon stepped out for his daily walk. The city was just beginning to stir, the streets alive with the soft hum of cars and the occasional chatter of early risers. Simon, dressed in a simple yet impeccably tailored tracksuit, kept his pace steady, his thoughts adrift as he moved through the familiar route.As he rounded a corner near a quiet park, a voice called out behind him, startling him slightly."Simon? Is that really you?"Simon turned, his sharp eyes falling on a figure jogging toward him. The man was a familiar face, though it was one Simon would have preferred to forget. It was John—an old classmate from university, a man known for his silly antics and hypocritical nature."John," Simon said evenly, his voice betraying none of the reluctance he felt.John beamed, his face lighting up as he clapped Simon on the shoulder in an overly familiar manner. “Wow, it’s been ages! What are the odds, huh? You’re still the sam
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The first rays of sunlight broke over the city skyline, spilling gold onto the polished surfaces of Simon’s penthouse. The quiet hum of life outside was a stark contrast to the luxury within. Simon stirred in bed, his hand brushing against the silk sheets as his sharp eyes blinked open. His dreams had been calm, untroubled—something he wasn’t accustomed to.Stretching out, Simon rose, his well-toned body illuminated by the sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city below moved at its usual hurried pace, but Simon's world felt different now. Lighter. Victorious.The Katherines, once a name whispered with awe and respect, were now a distant memory. Ash and her family were no longer his concern; they had been exiled to irrelevance. It wasn’t that Simon enjoyed their downfall—no, this was business. The strong thrived while the weak crumbled.In the kitchen, Simon poured himself a glass of chilled water, the sharp clink of ice cubes breaking the silence. He threw on a sle
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Inside the Katherine mansion, Ash moved through the corridors like a ghost, her footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. The air felt heavy, suffocating, as if the walls themselves mourned the family's impending downfall.In the grand parlor, her grandmother, Mrs Katherine, sat in quiet contemplation. Her slender fingers traced the rim of a porcelain teacup, the steam from the untouched brew curling into the air like fleeting whispers. The matriarch’s eyes, once bright and commanding, now carried a distant, glassy sheen—a mix of defiance and weary resignation.Ash approached hesitantly, her voice a whisper, barely audible above the faint rustle of the curtains. “Grandma, there’s nothing we can do for now.” Her words trembled as she spoke. “Simon isn’t accepting our pleas. He’s made it clear—he won’t stop until we’re completely ruined. We... we have no choice but to make do with what we have left.”The older woman didn’t flinch, her gaze fixed on the dying embers in the f
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Ash's grandmother clutched her phone, her wrinkled fingers trembling as she reread the message. The screen cast a pale glow on her face, highlighting the deep creases of her distress. Her breath hitched, a strangled gasp escaping her throat, and the device slipped from her hand, hitting the polished floor with a hollow clack. She stumbled backward, her knees giving way, and collapsed into the armchair behind her.Her eyes darted across the room as if searching for some invisible answer, her lips trembling with disbelief. “No… no, this can’t be,” she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of her panic. Her chest heaved, each breath labored, as tears welled in her eyes.Ash appeared in the doorway, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor, her lilac dress flowing behind her. “Grandma? What happened?” she asked, her tone edged with unease. She froze at the sight of the usually unshakable matriarch reduced to a fragile, trembling figure.“It’s over,” her grandmother croa
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Simon reclined in his study, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of his chair, his mind wandering to a time he had long tried to bury. It was years ago, but the memories were as vivid as if they’d happened yesterday. Ash. Her sharp laughter, the intoxicating way she could light up a room, and the equally venomous way she could destroy everything in her path. Their marriage had been a whirlwind. To the outside world, it was a picture of how damned lucky a poor man like Simon was for having a gorgeous wife like Ash: Ash, the dazzling socialite, and Simon, the quiet and poor guy. Behind closed doors, it was a different story. He remembered that night that had almost ruined his life. Isaac, Ash’s younger brother, had been involved in a drunken hit-and-run that killed an innocent woman, Ms. Xerox. The scandal had the potential to ruin not only Isaac but the entire Katherine family. “Simon,” Ash had pleaded, her voice tr
