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The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 40. A Humbling Experience
Chapter 40: A Humbling ExperienceGreg’s heart nearly stopped when he saw Natasha peeping through the glass window. Panic flickered across his face as he abruptly stood up, trying to compose himself."Did I tell you to stand up?" Chris's voice cut through the air like a whip.Greg immediately apologized, his face flushing with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, sir," he stammered, moving to get back on his knees.Chris stopped him with a dismissive wave. "Don't. Instead, take care of her," he nodded towards Natasha, "and make sure she doesn't find out who I am. I want to keep a low profile."Of course, Greg was quick to understand. He was a sharp man, and he knew exactly what to do. He stepped out of the office, pasting a genial smile on his face as he approached Natasha."Natasha, how can I help you?" he asked, his tone smooth and unperturbed.Natasha eyed him suspiciously. "Why were you kneeling in front of Chris? What's going on?"Greg feigned a laugh. "Oh, nothing serious. Something fe
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 41, The Unexpected Return
Chapter Forty one; The Unexpected Return Chris ended his call with Stephany, confirming that he would be back the next day. He was looking forward to seeing her, despite the tension that had brewed between him and her family. The next morning, the Preston household was tense. Eleanor Preston was quietly scolding her daughter in the living room. Her voice was low but harsh, filled with disdain for her son-in-law. "Why are you letting him come back, Stephany? He’s useless! Greg is a far better suit for you," Eleanor said, her eyes narrowing as she paced the room. The frustration in her voice was palpable. Stephany shrugged, trying to hide her discomfort. "I don’t want to divorce him just yet, Mom. He’s got a job now, at least he’s trying. And he did save me from Bradley." Eleanor scoffed. "So what? We've done so much for him, what he did is nothing in comparison. I still don't agree." "Mom, you have to understand," Stephany began, trying to reason with her mother. “Chris has c
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 42, An Unwanted Reunion .
Chapter Forty Two: Unwanted Reunion Chris had barely settled in his room when the doorbell rang. Stephany's friend Sandra had come to visit. It had been a while since Sandra had come over, and there was a reason for that. Ever since her uncomfortable encounter with Chris at the Pinnacle Lounge.She had inadvertently discovered his true identity in an embarrassing way, Sandra had been avoiding Stephany's house. She didn't want to risk running into Chris again. But hearing that Chris had not been home since Grandma's birthday, she decided it was a good opportunity to visit her friend. Unfortunately for her, things didn’t go as planned. The family welcomed Sandra warmly, as usual. Mrs. Eleanor Preston, ever the gracious hostess, quickly called for Chris. “Chris, come out and serve our guest some drinks and water." Sandra stiffened at the sound of Chris's name. She had hoped to avoid him, but it seemed fate had other plans. “Oh, there's no need for Chris to serve me," Sandra sai
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 43: Magic Pill
Chapter Forty Three: Magic Pill"Well, well, well, if it isn’t Chris, the Prestons’ poor live in son in law," a mocking voice sneered.Chris and Sandra turned to see Henry stepping out of the mall, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. Henry sauntered over, clearly relishing the opportunity to ridicule Chris. Henry's gaze fell on the sleek BMW M13 series they were in and He sneered, "This car? No way it's yours, Chris. A jobless, poor live-in son-in-law like you could never afford such luxury.”He looked at Sandra again and doesn’t seem to remember her from anywhere, hence he naturally concluded she was his sugar mummy. “Must be the lady's car, right? You’ve really stooped low, haven’t you, Chris? Keeping sugar mummies just for money?" Chuckled Henry.Henry’s voice dripped with contempt as he continued, "What’s the deal, huh? How much is she paying you? Or are you just her call boy?"Chris clenched his fists, but before he could respond, Sandra stepped out, her face flushed wi
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 44. A piece of history
Chapter Forty-Four: A Piece Of History.A few hours later, Stephany came home. She was tired from her day but noticed Chris lying on the floor. Her first reaction was one of irritation. “Why is he lying there like that? How careless can he be?" she muttered to herself. She walked over to him, nudging him lightly with her foot. “Chris, get up."When he didn’t respond, her irritation turned to mild concern. She knelt beside him and checked his pulse. He was breathing steadily, but deeply asleep. “Maybe his new job really has him this exhausted," she thought. Sighing, she fetched a blanket and covered him."Goodnight, Chris," she whispered softly, before heading to her bed.The next morning, Chris woke up feeling groggy but better. The memory of collapsing was hazy, but he was grateful for the blanket Stephany had covered him with. He got up, stretched, and prepared for his day. He was about to leave for work when his phone rang."Hello?" Chris answered."Hello, is this Mr. Chris
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 45. The unexpected Visitor.
Chapter Forty Five: The Unexpected Visitor Mrs. Sinclair Pete was adjusting the camera settings, trying to capture the perfect shot of the Eternal Jade when there was a knock on the door. She sighed, slightly annoyed at the interruption but maintaining her composed demeanor. She placed the camera down and walked over to open the door. One of her employees, a young man named Tom, stood there looking somewhat flustered. “Mrs. Pete, there's someone here who wants to sell a very important piece of jewelry. He insists on speaking with you directly." Mrs. Pete raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t every day someone brought in a piece significant enough to require her personal attention. “Very well, Tom. Lead the way." She followed Tom through the elegantly decorated store, past displays of glittering diamonds and rare gemstones, to a private consultation room. Seated there was a young man who appeared foreign, with sharp features and an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance. He
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 46, The Desperate Plea
Chapter Forty Six: The Desperate Plea Mrs. Sinclair Pete looked at the young man standing before her, his desperation palpable. He shifted his weight anxiously as he clutched the velvet box containing the Amulet of Ashoka. Chris, standing off to the side, observed the scene with a discerning eye, his suspicions about the authenticity of the jewelry still fresh in his mind. "I understand your urgency," Mrs. Pete said, her voice softening as she regarded the young man. "But we must be thorough. If this piece is as valuable as you say, it’s essential to verify its authenticity." The young man's face twisted in frustration. "I don’t have that kind of time," he said, his voice quivering. “My mother is down with cancer, and this precious stone is the only valuable thing we have left. I need to sell it soon to pay for her hospital bills." His eyes locked onto Chris’s, as if seeking some form of sympathy or validation. He reached into his bag and produced a stack of papers, thru
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 47; The Revelation
Chapter Forty Seven: The Revelation Ms. Sinclair Pete worked swiftly, her experienced fingers delicately examining the Amulet of Ashoka. Turning it over, she noted the intricate inscription of the great Ashoka himself. The amulet had two compartments: the first layer contained what appeared to be kangaroo teeth, while the second was surrounded by the famed "water of life." Everything was in place and intact, and the gold material used to hold the piece was genuine. "It's authentic," she finally declared. yet she insisted on only paying twenty thousand dollars. “But I’m afraid I can’t buy it at that amount you are asking for, it’s a bit too much.” She said. John, the young man selling the amulet, shook his head vehemently. “I won’t sell it for less than fifty thousand dollars. My mother's life depends on it." His younger companion, desperation etched on his face, dropped to his knees. “Please, beautiful Ms., buy it at the price we need. You’d be saving a lif
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332; Caught in the act.
Chapter 332: Caught in The Act. Charles Preston stood on the balcony of the Preston estate, gazing at the sprawling gardens below. The night air was cool, but his mind burned with calculations. He wasn’t a fool. He knew Chris Brown wasn’t the naive fool his daughter thought he was. He had seen the cold intelligence in his eyes, the quiet way he observed rather than spoke. That kind of patience wasn’t natural, it was trained. Which meant Chris was dangerous. Still, Charles smirked and thought to himself; But I’ve dealt with men like him before. Just as he turned to head inside, his phone buzzed. He pulled it out and checked the caller ID. A private number. He hesitated before answering. "Speak." A deep voice on the other end chuckled. "You’re being watched, Charles." His spine stiffened. "By who?" "You already know the answer," the voice replied smoothly. "Chris Brown has people tailing you. He’s not the weakling you think he is." Charles's jaw clenched. "What d
331; The Web tightens
Chapter 331: The Web Tightens Chris came back into the hall to meet heavy silence settled over the grand hall. Charles Preston clenched his fists beneath the table, maintaining a carefully controlled expression as Henry’s accusations hung in the air. Across from him, Eleanor tapped her fingers against the polished wood, her face impassive, but Chris could see the tension in her shoulders. She wasn’t defending Charles, but she also wasn’t condemning him. Stephany, on the other hand, looked visibly uncomfortable. She cast a quick glance at Chris, but he didn’t return it. He was watching Charles, noting every twitch, every subtle shift in his demeanor. Finally, Charles exhaled heavily and leaned forward. “I understand the doubt. I won’t blame anyone for questioning my return.” Henry scoffed. “Oh, how generous of you.” Charles ignored him and turned his gaze to Grandma Preston. “I know I made mistakes, but I also know that I can still be useful to this family. Y
330; The Trap Begins
Chapter 330: The Trap Begins Chris sat in his private study the previous night, reviewing the files Daniel Kross the private investigator had sent him. A thick folder sat open on his desk, filled with reports, transaction records, and confidential statements. Charles Preston had been busy in his years away, and none of it was legal. Offshore accounts. Fraudulent real estate deals. Money laundering through shell companies. Fake investment schemes targeting desperate businessmen. The man hadn’t just disappeared, he had run, dodging authorities and investors alike, leaving behind nothing but false promises and stolen fortunes. Chris had suspected as much. When he first heard that Charles was looking for investments, he had Connor dig deeper. What they found was worse than he expected. One particular case stood out. Three years ago, Charles had partnered with a group of foreign investors to develop a luxury resort in Europe. He took in millions, promising high ret
329; A Face From The Past.
Chapter 329: A Face from the Past Chris leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. The message from Charles Preston still glowed on his phone screen. It wasn’t a direct message to him, but rather a financial request submitted to Sterling Heritage Financial Institute. Charles was back in America, looking for investment opportunities. Chris smirked. The man was still the same. Years ago, he scammed his own family out of billions and vanished. Now, he was here again, looking for money. He had no idea that the real owner of Sterling Heritage was the very man he once looked down on Chris picked up his phone and called Sandra Phillip. She answered on the first ring. “Chris, I was about to call you.” “I know,” Chris said. “You have a problem.” Sandra sighed. “Charles Preston. He’s here in New York, trying to secure an investment. He doesn’t know who I work for, but something about him doesn’t sit right with me.” Chris smirked. “That’s because he’s
238 Crushing the Syndicate
Chapter 328: Crushing the Syndicate Chris sat in his office, the city skyline stretching out behind him. The flash drive he had taken from the Syndicate’s factory sat on his desk. He had spent hours going through its contents, and what he found wasn’t just evidence of their remaining financial operation it was an opportunity. The Syndicate was weaker than ever. Their financial network was collapsing, and their last source of funding came from a single offshore account tied to a major import-export firm. If Chris made the right move, he could cut off their last lifeline. He picked up his phone and dialed Connor. “I need you to put pressure on Everest Logistics.” Connor’s voice was sharp. “That’s the company funneling the Syndicate’s last bit of money?” Chris smirked. “Yes. We’re going to strangle them.” The next day, Chris flew to Los Angeles, where Everest Logistics was based. The company was known for running legal operations on the surface but had deep t
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
