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The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 102, The case of the stolen Goddess
Chapter 102: The Case of the Stolen Golden GoddessChris sat in the stark, sterile interview room of the police station, his mind racing. The reality of his situation was beginning to sink in. He had been accused of a serious crime—the theft of a priceless artifact—and the weight of the allegations was overwhelming. The room was lit harshly by fluorescent lights, and the starkness only amplified Chris’s sense of dread.The door creaked open, and a stern-faced detective entered, carrying a manila folder. He placed it on the table and sat across from Chris, his expression impassive. The detective adjusted his glasses and opened the folder, revealing several photographs and a stack of documents.“Mr. Brown, we have evidence linking you to the theft of the Golden Goddess statue from the Brown residence,” the detective began, his tone clinical. “This is serious, and I need you to look at the evidence.”Chris’s heart sank as he glanced at the photos. The images showed a golden statue wi
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 103, Half a Billion each
Chapter one hundred and three: Half a Billion each Chris adjusted his grip on the steering wheel, his mind still preoccupied with the recent turmoil. The drive home had been uneventful until his phone buzzed, pulling him out of his thoughts. He glanced at the screen and saw an unfamiliar number. For a moment, he hesitated, considering whether to answer. Given the day's events, he wasn’t in the mood for unexpected calls. But something about the timing made him answer.He tapped the screen to accept the call. “Hello?”“Mr Brown?” a voice on the other end said, its tone crisp and businesslike. “This is Victor Raines. Shelly gave me your number.”Chris’s curiosity was piqued. He remembered Shelly mentioning a potential client interested in the Ascension portion—a powerful alchemical elixir that could significantly enhance a cultivator’s abilities. “Yes, this is Chris. What can I do for you, Mr. Raines?”“I understand you have an Ascension portion available. I’m interested in purchasing
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 104, Chris and his grandfather
Chapter One Hundred and Four; Chris and His Grandfather Chris Brown walked into the stately mansion with a sense of trepidation. The looming confrontation with his grandfather weighed heavily on his mind. The accusations of theft and the strain it had put on his relationship with his family were a dark cloud he couldn’t escape. As he stepped into the grand foyer, the familiar scents and sights of his childhood did little to comfort him. Instead, they served as a stark reminder of the rift that had formed between him and his kin.“Chris, why aren’t you in prison?” Mr. Brown’s voice boomed from the sitting room. The elderly man, despite his age, had a presence that commanded attention. His silver hair was meticulously groomed, and his piercing blue eyes showed a mixture of anger and disappointment.Chris took a deep breath and entered the room. “Grandfather, I didn’t steal the statue. I’ve been framed.”“Framed? Don’t insult my intelligence, boy!” Mr. Brown snapped, slamming his ca
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 105, how did we get here?
Chapter One Hundred and Five, Hoe did we get here? After Jackson's wedding, the Brown household buzzed with the afterglow of celebration. The following day passed without incident, with Mr. Brown not entering his study. It wasn’t until two days later, with the sun setting behind the hills, casting an amber hue across the estate, that Mr. Brown felt the need to retreat to his private sanctuary.As he stepped into the study, a sense of unease washed over him. His eyes scanned the room, settling on the empty pedestal where the golden goddess statue had always stood. His heart skipped a beat. The statue was missing. Panic set in as he moved frantically around the room, searching every nook and cranny.“Where is it?” he muttered to himself, opening drawers, moving books, and lifting papers. The statue, a family heirloom and a symbol of their legacy, was nowhere to be found. He hurried to his bedroom, rifling through his belongings with increasing desperation. The statue was not there eith
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 106, Nanny Grace
Chapter One hundred and six, Nanny Grace Chris was just leaving the police station, still shaken by the recent events and the heavy accusations against him, when his phone buzzed. It was an unfamiliar number, but he answered it, hoping it might be some good news amidst the turmoil.“Hello?” he answered, his voice tinged with exhaustion.“Chris, is that you?” came the frail, familiar voice of Nanny Grace. His heart skipped a beat. Nanny Grace was his grandmother from his mother’s side, a woman who had taken him in when he had nowhere else to go.“Nanny Grace! What’s wrong?” Chris asked, his concern mounting instantly.“I’m not feeling well, dear. I’ve been brought to the hospital in the city. They couldn’t operate on me in the village,” she explained, her voice trembling with weakness.Chris’s mind raced. Nanny Grace had always been there for him when no one else was. The thought of her in pain was unbearable. “I’ll be there right away, Nanny Grace. Hang in there,” he promised, his vo
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 107, card declines
Chapter one hundred and Seven. Card declines He was in the room with his granny when she started breathing hard and her movement became very drastic, Chris was very scared and rushed to call the nurses to inform the doctor to check up on her condition. Chris sat in the hospital's waiting room, his mind racing with anxiety. The weight of the situation bore down on him as he awaited any updates on Nanny Grace's condition. He knew that her life hung in the balance and that every second counted.A nurse approached him, her expression grave. "Mr. Brown, we need to discuss your grandmother's surgery."Chris stood up quickly, his heart pounding. "What is it? Is she going into surgery now?"The nurse shook her head. "Unfortunately, we cannot proceed with the surgery until payment has been made."Chris’s eyes widened in disbelief. "You can't be serious. This is a life-and-death situation! You need to save her!"The nurse maintained her professional demeanor. "I understand your concern, but h
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 108, Sourcing for money
Chapter one hundred and Seven. Card declines He was in the room with his granny when she started breathing hard and her movement became very drastic, Chris was very scared and rushed to call the nurses to inform the doctor to check up on her condition. Chris sat in the hospital's waiting room, his mind racing with anxiety. The weight of the situation bore down on him as he awaited any updates on Nanny Grace's condition. He knew that her life hung in the balance and that every second counted.A nurse approached him, her expression grave. "Mr. Brown, we need to discuss your grandmother's surgery."Chris stood up quickly, his heart pounding. "What is it? Is she going into surgery now?"The nurse shook her head. "Unfortunately, we cannot proceed with the surgery until payment has been made."Chris’s eyes widened in disbelief. "You can't be serious. This is a life-and-death situation! You need to save her!"The nurse maintained her professional demeanor. "I understand your concern, but h
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 108, I need it in cash
Chapter one hundred and eight; I need it in cash.Chris raced back to his office, his mind consumed with a singular focus: make the ascension pill and get the money. The desperation and urgency of Nanny Grace’s situation had driven him to the edge, and he couldn't afford to waste any time.He parked his car haphazardly, barely bothering to lock it before sprinting into the building. His heart pounded as he rushed to his private lab, the urgency of his task propelling him forward. Every second felt like an eternity, and he knew that Nanny Grace's life depended on his speed and efficiency.Once inside his lab, Chris quickly gathered the necessary ingredients. The process of making an ascension pill was delicate and required precision, but his hands moved with practiced skill. As he worked, he couldn’t help but reflect on the irony of the situation. Just hours ago, he had been worried about petty family squabbles, and now he was fighting to save a life.He carefully measured each compon
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237; unexpected Ally
Chapter 326: The Unexpected Ally Chris sat in the quiet of his study, sifting through the documents he had retrieved. The Syndicate was on edge, their plans constantly shifting. He knew they wouldn’t let the sabotage go unanswered. A soft knock broke his concentration. Chris tensed for a moment before relaxing as Connor Shaw, the head of the local police and Chris’s closest ally, stepped inside. “You’ve been busy,” Connor said, tossing a newspaper onto the desk. The headline read: *Mysterious Saboteur Disrupts Syndicate Operations.* Chris gave a small smirk. “Just keeping them on their toes.” Connor pulled up a chair. “You’ve done more than that. Their network is unraveling, but there’s a problem.” Chris raised an eyebrow. “Go on.” “They’ve reached out to someone…a mercenary group known as the Black Summit. These guys don’t play games.” Chris leaned back, processing the new information. The Black Summit was notorious for taking on high-stakes contracts with ruthless ef
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Chapter 325: A New Threat? Chris walked into his study the next morning, feeling the weight of the previous night's events. The Syndicate was weakened, but they were far from defeated. He sat down and opened his encrypted laptop, searching for any updates or intel. As he scrolled through messages, a ping alerted him to a new file. It was from an anonymous sender. Chris opened it cautiously, his eyes narrowing as he read the details. The Syndicate was forming alliances with dangerous rogue groups, planning to strike back harder than before. He leaned back, letting out a slow breath. “They never quit,” he muttered. Chris decided he couldn’t wait for the next attack. If they were regrouping, he needed to hit them first. Using his shadow abilities, he infiltrated one of their smaller hideouts to gather more information. The hideout was nearly empty, with only a few guards patrolling. Chris took them down silently, using shadows to bind and knock them out. Inside,
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Chapter 325: A New Threat? Chris walked into his study the next morning, feeling the weight of the previous night's events. The Syndicate was weakened, but they were far from defeated. He sat down and opened his encrypted laptop, searching for any updates or intel. As he scrolled through messages, a ping alerted him to a new file. It was from an anonymous sender. Chris opened it cautiously, his eyes narrowing as he read the details. The Syndicate was forming alliances with dangerous rogue groups, planning to strike back harder than before. He leaned back, letting out a slow breath. “They never quit,” he muttered. Chris decided he couldn’t wait for the next attack. If they were regrouping, he needed to hit them first. Using his shadow abilities, he infiltrated one of their smaller hideouts to gather more information. The hideout was nearly empty, with only a few guards patrolling. Chris took them down silently, using shadows to bind and knock them out. Inside, he found d
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325: A New Threat?
Chapter 325: A New Threat?Chris walked into his study the next morning, feeling the weight of the previous night's events. The Syndicate was weakened, but they were far from defeated. He sat down and opened his encrypted laptop, searching for any updates or intel.As he scrolled through messages, a ping alerted him to a new file. It was from an anonymous sender. Chris opened it cautiously, his eyes narrowing as he read the details. The Syndicate was forming alliances with dangerous rogue groups, planning to strike back harder than before.He leaned back, letting out a slow breath. “They never quit,” he muttered.Chris decided he couldn’t wait for the next attack. If they were regrouping, he needed to hit them first. Using his shadow abilities, he infiltrated one of their smaller hideouts to gather more information.The hideout was nearly empty, with only a few guards patrolling. Chris took them down silently, using shadows to bind and knock them out. Inside, he found documents d
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324; Shadow in motion
Chapter 324: Shadows in Motion Chris sat in his dimly lit study, the soft glow of his laptop illuminating his face. The files he had extracted from the Syndicate's mountain facility were spread across his desk. They were a treasure trove of information, bank transactions, coded messages, and the names of individuals in powerful positions. Despite the victory, Chris couldn’t shake the feeling that the Syndicate’s downfall had been too easy. Organizations like that didn’t crumble overnight. They regrouped, evolved, and returned stronger. He leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. It was time to decide the next move. The next morning, as Chris went about his usual routine, he received a message on an encrypted line he rarely used. It was from an unknown number: “You’ve made an enemy, but also an ally. Meet me at the old chapel on Birchwood Road. Midnight."Chris stared at the message, weighing his options. The old chapel had long been abandoned, a perfect location for an
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323; Unraveling the syndicate
Chapter 323: Unraveling the Syndicate The basement was quiet except for the faint hum of energy as Chris meditated. His focus was razor-sharp, the shadows around him responding to his command. The Syndicate had issued their challenge, and he was ready to strike back. Chris’s plan was simple yet dangerous. He would attend their so-called meeting, but not as a pawn in their game. He was going to dismantle the Syndicate from within, leaving them no chance to recover. Two days later, Chris arrived at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The building loomed like a monument to decay, its rusted metal doors creaking as Chris pushed them open. Inside, the air was thick with tension. A dozen figures sat around a long table, their faces hidden behind ornate masks representing animals—a lion, a snake, a crow, and others. At the head of the table sat the Syndicate leader, his mask a gleaming black dragon. Chris stood before them, his posture relaxed but his senses on
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322: The web of shadows
Chapter 322: The Web of Shadows Chris returned home late that night, the city lights fading behind him as he parked his car down the street from the Preston residence. He took a moment to collect his thoughts, reviewing Hector's confession.The meeting at the mansion was a significant lead, but it was also a potential trap. Walking into the house, Chris made sure to slip inside quietly. Stephany and her family were likely asleep, and the last thing he wanted was for anyone to see the grim determination on his face. Tonight wasn’t the time for explanations or slip-ups. Instead of heading to bed, he went straight to the small storage space in the basement, locking the door behind him. Inside, Chris knelt in the center of the room. With a flick of his wrist, a small, glowing orb of energy appeared in his palm, illuminating the space. This was his sanctuary, a place where he could channel his cultivation abilities without raising suspicion. The energy pulsed in his hands, and
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322; Into the Lion’s den
Chapter 321: Into the Lion’s Den The address on the note led Chris to an old, abandoned warehouse on the edge of the industrial district. The surrounding area was quiet, with most of the buildings boarded up or crumbling. The air smelled of rust and stale oil, a reminder of the district’s forgotten days of prosperity. Chris parked a few blocks away and approached on foot, keeping to the shadows. The closer he got, the more aware he became of the subtle signs of life. A flicker of movement in the upper windows. The faint crunch of gravel under boots. Hector wasn’t careless—he had guards watching every angle. Chris smirked faintly. “They’ll need more than that.”He stopped near a stack of old shipping containers and took a moment to assess the scene. Two men patrolled the front entrance, both armed with pistols. A third leaned against the side wall, smoking a cigarette and occasionally glancing at his watch. Chris’s fingers twitched, the energy within him stirring eagerly. T
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321; lines inthe sand
Chapter 320: Lines in the Sand The note clutched in Chris’s hand crumpled slightly as he stood on the porch, the cool night air biting against his skin. He stared at the words again—simple but direct. “You should have stayed in your small office job. The Syndicate always collects its debts.”Chris let out a slow breath, his eyes narrowing. Whoever had left the note wanted him rattled, but all it did was strengthen his resolve. He glanced at the dagger pinning it to the door—a cheap intimidation tactic. They were watching. They wanted him to know they were close. Without a word, Chris pulled the dagger free and slid it into his pocket. He folded the note, tucked it inside his jacket, and walked into the house, careful to keep his expression calm. Chris dropped his keys on the kitchen counter and poured himself a glass of water. His muscles were still humming from the trial earlier, a subtle reminder of the power now flowing within him. It wasn’t overwhelming anymore; it was
