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The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Big contest
In the Saint House, everyone was gathered around the head of the house, Holman Saint. Holman Saint sat on the fancy chair in the room while the others sat on lower stools. He was the second son, aged forty-five with a sharp razor sharp gaze and a firm mouth. His striking features was his bushy moustache and big forehead. The Saint House made their wealth off fishing and cooking. They own the fanciest restaurant franchise in the world with The Saint's Plate being the only exclusive restaurant in GreenFalls. “We have a special guest arriving tonight,” Holman Saint began. “They call him the Big Boss. How many of you know about the Big boss?"A low murmur spread across the room but no one answered Holman. He wasn't surprised, GreenFalls was a very remote city. Only a few members of the Saint House has ever left the city to explore the outside world or manage their franchise business. "Very well, then I'll tell you," Holman said after a pause. "I’ve heard about the Big boss a coup
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Saint's Plate
The clock struck eight, and an air of excitement and tension thickened in The Saint’s Plate. Everyone was on edge, making last-minute adjustments, re-polishing the silverware, straightening the crisp, white table linens, and whispering hurried instructions. Holman Saint himself paced near the entrance, casting a wary glance over his chefs.Everything was set and ready. It was time to welcome their guests. News about the Big Boss visit to the Saint's Plate had made rounds across the city. The Big Boss had personally invited both the Iron house and the Unicron House to attend the event. It was decided the winner of the contest would be decided by the Big boss and the other two Ruling houses. This way, there would be no partiality. At exactly eight-fifteen, all the important guests started arriving. Celebrities, elite families and groups moved into the entrance of the Saint's Plate. Then the two ruling houses arrived. The Iron House, the Unicron House and the Saint House were al
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Big Boss won't swallow
Holman’s hands shook as he clasped them behind his back, watching nervously from the shadows. It had been over an hour since the first chef’s dish was presented, and the clock continued to tick as each of the Saint House’s top chefs submitted their finest creations to the Big Boss. One by one, the Big Boss sampled the dishes—an artful seafood risotto, a delicate truffle-infused soufflé, a perfectly seared duck breast glazed in rare citrus reductions. With each bite, he’d lift his fork, place the morsel on his tongue, and chew slowly, his face revealing absolutely nothing. After only one taste, he would set his fork down, his expression as blank and impenetrable as it had been from the start. He didn’t swallow.This was the first time something like this had happened at the Saint's Plate. No one had ever not swallowed a dish. It was the greatest insult dealt to the Saint House. Holman wanted the earth to swallow him. The tension in the room grew thicker with each dish. The hea
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Sandra's dish
Outside the bustling kitchen, Sandra stood silently, listening to Holman’s booming words. Each line of his anger made her realize how grave the situation was inside.She could feel the pressure weighing down on the Saint House chefs. They’d been the pride of this place for years, celebrated and honored as culinary artists, yet tonight, the Big Boss was reducing their finest to dust. A pang of sadness filled her as she listened to their desperate attempts to regain their family’s honor.Sandra’s gaze drifted down to her hands, hands that can bring even the most hardened souls to tears with a single taste. Her late husband and her son were the only people in the world who had tasted her food made with her “Gifted Hands.” She could still picture the tears, the pride in his eyes whenever he ate her food. The reason why her brother-in-laws killed her husband was simple. He wanted to make Sandra the head of the Saint House. Now, he was gone, and his family were on the brink of humil
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Forgiveness
The silence in the room shattered as a wave of disbelief rippled through the gathered audience. Holman’s eyes widened and his jaws dropped. The chefs behind the doors of the kitchen all exchanged glances, their faces morphing to sheer shock. “What… what just happened?” Donovan whispered, unable to comprehend this unexpected turn of event. Margot blinked in disbelief, her poised demeanor cracking like an egg. Sandra’s face lit up with joy, her hands trembling as she held her breath, waiting for the Big Boss's response. He set down his fork.There was a glimmer of approval sparking in his eyes. “Now that,” he intoned, his deep voice softening, “is how you capture the essence of fine dining.” A stunned silence enveloped the room before the tension broke, and the chefs erupted into cheers. "She did it!" They shouted. "I can't believe she did it."Holman felt a rush of relief flood through him as he staggered back, clutching his banging heart. The Saint House had been saved, all
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Lord Barnabas
"You didn't want to tell her you're the Big Boss?" Yuri asked as Moses boarded a private jet that was set to leave GreenFalls city. "No, I would rather she don't know it was me," Moses said settling down on one of the plush seats. "When next we meet, I would like to see the surprise on her face."Yuri sat down opposite him. "How did you know she was an exceptional cook?"Moses shrugged. "To be honest, I had no idea she was that good. When she gave me a ride in that her truck, she told me a lot of things, like how she would like the world to have a taste of her cooking."Moses paused as a warm smile lit up his face. "When I hosted that contest, I planned to reject all those other chefs food just so I can score her the winner. I wasn't expecting much from her but I was shocked at how amazingly godly her meal Was."Yuri's face softened with relief. "I'm so glad you are safe, master. When I heard about your plane crash, I nearly killed myself."Moses stiffened in shock. "What do you mea
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Five punishment of terror
As dawn broke over Barbary, Lord Barnabas wasted no time fortifying his nation. He deployed elite units to guard every border, armed with state-of-the-art surveillance systems and fortified checkpoints. The defenses were bolstered with anti-aircraft weaponry and armored vehicles stationed strategically to cover every possible entry route. Barnabas was determined to handle Moses; he believed sheer force and vigilance would counter whatever Moses planned next. He paced in his headquarters, issuing orders with high confidence. "He’ll see I’m not so easily intimidated," Barnabas muttered, glancing at the monitors displaying live feeds of the fortified borders. But his confidence was short-lived. Barely an hour later, his chief financial officer rushed in, face pale and trembling. "My lord... we have a situation at the Central Bank," he stammered. Barnabas turned, irritation flickering in his eyes. "What now?" "Sir, it's... it's been hacked. The entire Central Bank system. W
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Dance of Shame
Barnabas’s face turned paled as he looked over his brutalized generals. This wasn’t a random act of violence; it was a calculated humiliation, a warning message sent to him alone.As his guards pulled the raft ashore and untied the beaten men, Barnabas clenched his fists. The sight of his leaders—men he had counted on to inspire fear and loyalty—brought a cold dread seeping into his heart. They had been turned into symbols of helplessness and shame.In silence, he watched his men struggle to stand, their strength barely holding them upright. That was when Barnabas realized with growing unease that this was an assault on his power and his image. The Black Foot Clan had made his own generals into a message—one that would spread through the ranks like wildfire.Barnabas felt a bitter chill wrap around him. His iron grip on his army had started to crack. If his generals could be degraded and left for dead so easily, it wouldn’t be long before his soldiers questioned his authority.
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