"Carl has lost my trust and the little respect I have for him. I don't ever want to see him in this house again.. " "Tell Galo never to open the gate of the mansion for that thief to enter or he would lose his job.. " "I will kill that loser if I ever set my eyes on him. Such a pathetic petty thief he is... " "He is a poor bastard, looking at him always make me wanna puke.. " "I want our daughter to be divorced from that destitute son-in-law. He is nothing but a golddigger, a thief and a piece of trash.." ......... All these cruel words stood against just one innocent young man for the past few weeks of his absence from the Chavez residence. The news of his disappearance did not even touch the tail of the morning broadcast and evening news on the city and the worldwide news stations on TV. Not even the media or anyone was aware that the live-in son-in-law of the affluent Chavez family has gone missing for over a week now. Obviously no one in the family cares about Carl since
Finally, Carl returns to his in-laws home after a long while. He thought, at least if nobody is happy to see him, Sergio and his father-in-law would most likely smile to glance at his face after being away for quite soo long. They must gave been very worried about him, he thought. In the beautiful neighborhood, there was no significant difference he could witness around after a month of his kidnap and torment in the hands of his captors. The estate looked his same as always, but this time it was more peaceful. It was quite imaginable to think that a lot of this rich families who owned villas and mansions in the estate have gone out on a vacation with their families. Of course everyone loves spending luxurious time outside their home with their homies and families. It is San Jose's day. A public holiday celebrated all over the great city and also in the other cities outside. Carl realises it when he saw a young couple and their little son and two daughters from afar on a very nice ex
Carl opened the gate of the residence effortlessly. Was opened down for someone or was it Galo's carelessness. Carl wondered how the gate could opened just like. He was surprised. Mr. Edgardo's convoys could not be seen in the environment and Carl guess that his father-in-law must have also gone out for the holiday as it was a public holiday in all the cities even in the Highlands. Stealthily walking. The guards that were inside the residence looked at Carl's face. They already knew who he was so they did not make a move to question him about who he is. Since he is a member of the Chavez family, it's a family affair and maybe the gatekeeper might know he would be coming. Probably because of the previous arguments they had at the gate, the gatekeeper might have unlocked the gate not wanting to be the person to open the gate for the bosses' son-in-law. Some of the guards thought in their mind. Harmlessly looking, what could he possibly be carrying on him that he is being able to
Oliver fiercely glared at Carl. One of his eyes was almost red from the hot blow bopped on his face. "You beast! How dare you hit me on my face! Who the hell do you think you are?" He stood up immediately from the bed and came before Carl who got Yul, his friend standing on his front, knowing that Carl may roil on his feet and launch at him again with another punch. Surprised, when Yul discovered that the lover who was having sex with Carl's wife was Oliver Acevedes. He was soo shocked and he knows already what the Acevedes family are capable of if anyone lays a single finger on any of their seed not to talk of an assault. He could sense the sort of problem Carl has gotten himself to already. "I will call my guards to deal with a stupid peasant like you. Do you even think you worth you wife. You broke ass supposed to be happy someone like me is banging your wife and taking care of her. Every other poor destitute like you would even be happy for that you fool!" Oliver growled angrily
By the gate side Galo stayed wondering what almost all the bodyguards of Mr. Oliver are doing inside the Mansion. He only watched them zoom through the entrance door as they entered the house after witnessing one of them with a serious look as he spoke on the phone like he about to receive orders from his boss. The people who have returned from their holiday were the mischievous queen, Madam Vincenta, her two vile sons, Vivian and her little daughter, Barbara. Already, they could recognize and guess the owner of the flashy cars lined at a corner of the environment, but they were surprised to see only one bodyguard standing behind one of the flashy black cars, a latest Prado Jeep model. They have asked Galo who replied that the rest of the bodyguards were called inside the house, probably by their boss, Oliver Acevedes who is inside with Miss. Camila. Though, there was smiles on their faces especially for Vincenta who loves to see such intimacy between her daughter and the billiona
Yul could sense with a believe that Carl would definitely be evicted from the residence because of the foul word he used to describe his mother-in-law. 'A witch he called.' The fury in him was explicit and uncontrollable. He have no idea if Carl immediately regretted spitting those words out, or whether he still stood on his words. However; seeing his wife naked and banging her boss in front of him, would he still have in his mind to live with her. He believes he has entirely lost his stand as a husband and as a son-in-law while living with his in-laws, and even in the whole estate and metropolis, people already knows his status in the Chavez family as a broke and lowlife live-in son-in-law. The eyes of the two terrible sons of the Chavez family, Pablo and Marco had a very hostile expression against Carl as they they had their fist closed strongly and their brow curved. Though Carl was rankled and doughty, he did not know what else to do. He was confused and another thing in his
She did not believe Camila at first until when she heard some sirens blaring outside the residence and car door clink open. Firstly she was puzzled. On that expression she spread her chins and chuckled, thinking it was a playful joke. "Stop it baby, that lowlife cannot possibly be alive by now," she says with a look of disbelief. Trying not to leave any suspicions on her, she added; "He would probably have starved to death being alone." Of course she knows his father is dead because she killed him but the rest of the family are yet to know. Vivian gave a caustic smile. Camila continued to complain; "This is not a joke Mum. He just showed up all of a sudden after several weeks. We need to call Dad!" Her face still was tensed and relentlessly showing seriousness in her attitude. Vincenta look into her beautiful daughter's eyes and read through her expression. Her heart started to get nervous if not more. "Is she serious? Seems serious, but how? There is no way Carl would be abl
"Yes, he is in jail now. That is where he belongs. He will rot in there for the rest of his life!" With detestation, Valeria said. "How dare he raise his filthy hands on Oliver? That worthless garbage!" She hissed. Grimace wrote on both Vivian and Lauren faces. "So that nobody! That criminal had the guts to return to this house? What was he thinking, eh?" Said Lauren. Sara stood behind Madam Vincenta who sat on a blue cushion, crossed her legs, rest her back and buried herself, thinking. Moments ago when she saw Carl, it was as if she had seen a ghost. Currently, she became more worried not being able to reach her accomplices since after Carl was arrested. In a short time, except for Mr. Edgardo and Camila, the family were complete in the living room. Already, the dusk has cling for the day and the moon was surfacing gradually on the red clouds. Coming from the direction of the stairs, the sound of steps counting caused everyone to adjust themselves. The great man of the hous