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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
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 48. A break through in the case.
Chapter Forty-Eight: A Breakthrough in the Case Officer Connor turned to have a look at the culprit who had their real faces now, his eyes lighting up as he saw the two men being retained by angry traders. He had been searching for them for the past half a month. Approaching the gathered crowd, he began to recount the story. “Ladies and gentlemen, these two men are notorious scammers and thieves. We've been on their trail for weeks now. They have been changing identities so frequently that it has been nearly impossible to catch them. But thanks to the vigilance of this you all here,” he said, gesturing towards everybody. “Wow we didn’t know they were notorious thieves as you said.” “It’s actually thanks to Chris, or he would have scammed Ms. Pete as well” Ms. Pete blushed at the thought of her carelessness. It would have been a low blow for her if word should go out that the great jeweler was scammed at her job. Indeed Chris had saved her this time. The crowd murmu
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 49, A golden opportunity
Chapter Forty Eight: A golden OpportunityMs. Sinclair Pete stood quietly, still reeling from the near disaster. She turned to Chris, her eyes filled with gratitude and a hint of disappointment in herself. “Chris, I can't believe I almost fell for that scam. All my years in the jewelry business, and I couldn't see through them.”But you did. You’ve been saying I should take caution from the time they came, how did you do that?” Chris smiled modestly. "I'm a good observer, Mrs. Pete." She shook her head. "No, it’s more than that. If it were just about observation, I would have noticed something too. Tell me, how did you know they were fakes?"Chris hesitated, knowing fully he knew about jewelry from his mother and basically the Brown’s female population, but he couldn’t tell her that without raising more questions. He sighed. "I’ve been hustling for a long time. I once worked under an old master who taught me how to observe important pieces of jewelry. He had a knack for spotting
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 50, the Premiere of Loretta.
Chapter Fifty: The Premiere of LorettaThe morning sun bathed Loretta's apartment in a soft, golden glow as she prepared for one of the most significant days of her life. Today was the premiere of her new musical, Dreams of Stardom’, and she was both exhilarated and nervous. This was the first time she would be presented to the public as the star of the show, and everything had to be perfect.Loretta's day began early, everything had to be done according to plans. Her team of stylists, makeup artists, and assistants bustled around her, transforming her into the glamorous figure the public expected. Her makeup artist, Marla, worked meticulously, ensuring every detail was flawless. Loretta's eyes sparkled with a smoky, sultry look, and her lips were painted a deep, bold red. Her hair, styled in loose waves, framed her face perfectly. “Are you excited?” Stephany asked as Marla brushed a final touch of highlighter on Loretta's cheekbones. “Excited and terrified,” Loretta admitted,
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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
