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The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 21. An unexpected Announcement
Chapter Twenty One: An Unexpected Announcement The party was in full swing, the grand hall filled with laughter, chatter, and the clinking of glasses. The atmosphere was electric, with everyone immersed in the festivities. However, one person stood apart from the joyous crowd, Henry Preston. His eyes flicked anxiously to his phone every few minutes, waiting for the message from MTD Entertainment that would bring him the good news he desperately needed. The minutes dragged on, each passing second a reminder of the uncertainty hanging over him. As the night progressed, it was time for the gifting ceremony. One by one, family members and close friends approached Grandma Preston to present their carefully chosen gifts. The crowd buzzed with anticipation, each gift a testament to the respect and love they held for the family's matriarch. Mr. Bradley West stepped forward, holding a beautifully wrapped package. He approached Grandma Preston with a confident smile, the kin
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 22. A Shocking Surprise.
Chapter 22. A shocking surprise Seeing as the Representative insisted on meeting him first, Grandma urged Henry to meet them and hear what they have to say first. She vaguely believed it had something to do with the collaboration with MTD Entertainment, with no doubt that her grandson was able to secure the deal. ‘Maybe they needed to be clear on something’s and finalize it before wit’s announced.’ She thoughtAnd sent Henry to meet them. As he approached the representatives, his confident smile quickly faded when he saw that there were two officers standing with the representatives.“What's the update?" Henry asked, trying to mask his anxiety.The lead representative, a stern-faced woman, handed Henry an official notice. “Mr. Henry Preston, you are being reported for attempted blackmail and defamation of the president of MTD Entertainment. You are required to come to the station for questioning immediately."Henry's face went pale. "What? There must be some mistake. Please, can
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 23. The ancient Immortal Cup Versus the Pendant
Chapter Twenty Three; The Ancient Immortal Cup Versus The Pendant. “You!” Henry glared at Chris for a minute, then went to another room to fetch his gift. Stephany gave Chris a sharp look. "And what about yours, Chris? You didn't give a gift either, and now people will notice."“Eleanor who was sitting close to them overheard their conversation and looked at Chris wearily, “Didn’t I tell you to prepare a gift for grandma? How do you expect to attend a birthday party without a gift?”“But I have a gift for grandma.” Chris said and brought out a small jewelry box from his pocket. “This small box? What could possibly be inside?” Eleanor Preston questioned Chris in disagreement.“Hurry, go and keep it on the gift stand before anybody notice what you are carried.” Stephen’s told her husband. Just when Chris stood up to drop his gift, Henry returned to the hall with a shiny big box on his hand and he happened to see the small box Chris was holding. Henry, sensing an opportunity to elev
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 24. Feminine Jealously
Chapter Twenty Four; Feminine Jealously “Grandma doesn’t need this thoughtlessness from you,” Henry jeered, his voice dripping with contempt.The pendant fell to the ground, making a soft thud that seemed to echo in the silent room. For Chris, this was the last straw. He stood up from his seat, his face set in a grim determination, and walked over to retrieve the necklace. Every step felt heavy, laden with the weight of the ridicule and scorn directed at him.As he bent down to pick up the pendant, Chris's mind flooded with memories of his mother. The pendant wasn't just a piece of jewelry; it was a connection to his past, a symbol of his mother's love and the values she had instilled in him. It had taken him a great deal of emotional strength to part with it, hoping it would convey his respect and admiration for Grandma Preston.He picked up the pendant, brushing off the dust, and turned to face the crowd. "If you don’t appreciate it, I’ll take it back," he said, his voice stea
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 25. My wife will not be a scapegoat
Chapter Twenty Five: My Wife will not be a scapegoat Henry sat in a corner of the grand hall, feeling the weight of the evening’s failures press down on him. He had gone to such lengths to secure the deal for Grandma Preston, enduring humiliation and now facing potential legal consequences. The future seemed bleak, and the thought of the next day filled him with dread. Desperation clawed at him, pushing him to consider every possible avenue for redemption.His gaze drifted to the celebration still in full swing. Guests mingled, chatted, and danced, oblivious to the turmoil within him. He knew what he had to do, even if it felt like his last resort. Grandma Preston was his only hope, and he decided to convince her to compel Stephany to take over the negotiations with MTD Entertainment. That way, she could do whatsoever she did go secure the deal in the first place to confirm it and even possibly avert the possible lawsuit.If Grandma asked Stephany in front of everyone on her bi
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 26. The Breakout.
Chapter Twenty Six; The Breakout The slap echoed through the grand hall, silencing the room. Chris reeled from the force of it, his cheek stinging. He slowly turned to see who had struck him. It was his mother-in-law, Eleanor, her face contorted with rage."How dare you, Chris?" Eleanor spat, her voice trembling with fury. "How dare you speak like that in front of everyone when you’re just a useless! Ungrateful excuse of a man.”“You've done nothing but bring us problems since you married Stephany. You have no respect for elders, and you think you have the audacity to speak for her?"Chris met her fiery gaze, his own eyes steady and calm. He bowed his head slightly.“I’m sorry for all the troubles l've caused you and your family," he said quietly, but his voice carried through the hushed room. "The slap you gave me has made us even now since it was delivered in front of everyone, I would no longer be of burden to you and Steph.” Chris saidThe room remained silent as Chris turned
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 27. Change of Tide
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Change of TideChris was about to leave the venue when his path was blocked by a towering figure. The man was huge, with a menacing presence that instantly commanded attention. It was Darrick, a notorious enforcer in the state, known for his close ties to Mr. Dickson, the mafia lord who ruled the town with an iron fist. Behind Darrick stood a group of tough-looking men, each radiating a similar aura of danger.Darrick's voice boomed through the hall, stopping everyone in their tracks. "No dog goes anywhere!" he bellowed, his eyes scanning the room before landing on Chris.Chris instinctively stepped back, recognizing the threat in front of him.Henry, seizing the moment, shouted, "Darrick! Over here!" He pointed at Chris with a smug expression. "That's the man. I want to finish him right here."The guests exchanged uneasy glances, their whispers filling the air with tension. Henry's association with Darrick was well-known among those familiar with his unsavory
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 28. The Mysterious Mr. Brown
Chapter Twenty Eight: The Mysterious Mr. BrownThe party had only just begun to settle from the chaos of Chris's confrontation with Darrick when the atmosphere was stirred once again by the arrival of a sleek Bentley. Heads turned as the luxurious car came to a halt, and the whispers started anew. Out stepped Mr. Dante, the influential owner of several high-end restaurants, bars, lounges, and hotels. His presence alone commanded respect and curiosity, as it was an unexpected honor for someone of his stature to appear at Grandma Preston's birthday party.Grandma Preston herself was taken aback, her brows furrowing in confusion. She had only met Mr. Dante once and did not expect him to attend her celebration. Guests whispered among themselves, astonished at the level of influence Mrs. Preston seemed to command, yet equally bewildered by his presence.As Mr. Dante made his way through the crowd, his eyes scanned the room with a purpose. “I'm looking for Mr. Brown," he announced, his
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327; shadows in motion
Chapter 327: Shadows in Motion Chris sat in his study, the soft glow of the desk lamp casting shadows across the room. Revenant’s information was spread out before him, detailing the Syndicate’s weak points, secret locations, and upcoming operations. For the first time, he had a clear map of their network. The next steps would be decisive. His phone buzzed on the desk. It was Connor. “They’re moving,” Connor said without preamble. “The Syndicate is shifting their base of operations. Revenant’s intel was spot on. If you want to catch them, it’s now or never.” Chris clenched his jaw. Timing was critical. “Where are they heading?” “An old factory on the outskirts of the city. It’s isolated and heavily fortified.” Chris nodded to himself. “I’ll handle it.” Connor hesitated. “You sure? This isn’t just another group of thugs. You’ll need backup.” “I have all the backup I need,” Chris replied, his tone firm. The factory was a hulking, decaying structure surrounded by rus
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
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
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
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
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
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
