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The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 85; Henry to the Rescue
Chapter Eighty Five; Henry to the Rescue The next day, Chris woke up to an unusually quiet house. Eleanor and Stephany were not around. He glanced at the clock, it was still very early, he picked up his phone to call Stephany. When she answered, she sounded hurried.“Where are you?” Chris asked.“We're at a Preston family meeting,” she replied. “I didn’t want you to offend your kind boss by skipping work today, so I didn’t bother calling you. I thought it best for you to keep impressing him.”Chris couldn’t tell if her comment was a veiled insult or genuine concern. Nonetheless, he smiled and decided he would join the meeting later after attending to some tasks at work.As he entered his car, Chris noticed the fresh Alpine herb Shelly had given him the previous night. It looked tempting and potent. He decided to wait until he got to the office to take it, just in case there were any side effects.Once he settled into his office, Chris followed the instructions and consumed the h
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 86, You Are Mine Stephany
Chapter Eighty Six; You are mine Stephany.After an hour, the house was filled with a palpable sense of anticipation. The front door opened, and in walked Tony Blake, flanked by a dozen bodyguards. Tony Blake was an imposing figure, standing at an impressive 6'5" with a muscular build that showcased years of rigorous training and discipline. His broad shoulders and chiseled chest gave him an intimidating presence, while his powerful arms and legs were evidence of his strength and agility. His skin was tanned, likely from countless hours spent in the sun, and his face was rugged, with sharp features and a confident, almost arrogant, expression. His dark, piercing eyes seemed to size up everyone in the room, and his short-cropped hair added to his tough, no-nonsense appearance. Tony's overall physique exuded power and dominance, making it clear why he was such a formidable force in the boxing world.He moved with the air of someone who was used to commanding attention and respect.
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 87, A Boxer Versus A Cultivator
Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Boxer Versus A CultivatorChris entered the Preston family home just as Tony Blake was making his unwelcome advances. Tony, the towering national boxing champion, had his eyes fixed on Stephany with a disdainful smirk. “You’re far too pretty to waste on an impotent man like your husband. You should be with someone who can truly appreciate you,” he said, his tone dripping with arrogance.Chris, having just walked in, heard the remark. His face hardened with anger. “Are you that desperate that you go after people’s wives now?” he retorted, his voice cold and challenging.“Who the hell are you?” Tony asked, annoyed that someone had spoiled his fun. “I’m her husband,” Chris simply said, “Now ket go of my wife, or else..”Tony’s ego was pricked. His expression darkened as he turned his gaze toward Chris. “Or else what? You think you’re a match for me?” he growled.Before Chris could respond, Tony's fist flew out. The punch landed squarely on Chris’s jaw, sendin
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 88; Ordinary Men
Chapter Eighty Eight: Ordinary Men Once they left the Preston's house, Officer Connor gestured for Chris to enter his car, while the remaining police officers handled Tony Blake. Chris, a bit puzzled, smiled and asked, “Wasn’t I going for questioning?”Connor shook his head and chuckled. “We know how arrogant Tony is. Even if he got beaten up, he must have done something to deserve it.”Hearing that, Chris smiled and replied, “So, I’m not giving any report?”“Do you want to give a report?” Connor asked. “We can go to the station and go through the regular processes if you want.”Chris laughed, “No, bro, I was just asking.”As they drove away, Connor commented, “I’m really impressed you took down Tony. It must not have been easy to take down Blake all by yourself, I figured you must be a cultivator now.”Chris nodded, his eyes gleaming with pride. “Yeah, I am. I’m actually a level two master now.”Connor whistled in admiration. “That’s impressive, Chris. Really impressive.”“How did
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 89, Cunning man
Chapter Eighty Nine: Cunning Man Chris was taken aback when one of the men in the group claimed to recognize him. For a fleeting moment, he thought they might have figured out his true identity as Brown, from one of the richest families in America.Though he wasn’t displayed to the public from a young age, however, those close to their family knew the Brown children and grand children. He wondered how long it would have taken them to figure it out. However, his relief was short-lived. “Aren’t you Chris? The poor, lame live-in son-in-law of the Prestons? You married such a beautiful and worthy woman with nothing to give her. You must feel like you’ve won in life because I wonder what you’re doing here,” the man sneered. Connor quickly intervened, “Guys, give him a break, please. He’s my guest.” “But he’s not like one of us,” Leo retorted. “He’s not rich. He shouldn’t be here.” “Does it matter if I brought him here?” Connor replied firmly. “Okay, for your sake, we’ll let him
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 90, A Dire Call
Chapter Ninety: A Dire CallJust as Connor finished making his call and was heading back inside, he encountered Chris outside the private room. He had overheard the disparaging remarks his friends had made about Chris.“I’m sorry, Chris. I didn’t know they were going to react that way,” Connor said, his tone apologetic.Chris just shrugged but couldn’t help but wonder why Connor was friends with jerks like Leo. Normally, he would mind his business and not bother, but it seemed to him that Connor was a genuinely good guy.Hence he had to ask, “Why are you friends with people like them?”Connor hesitated for a moment before replying, “They’re not so bad if you get to know them.”Connor’s brief response hid a more complicated reality. How could he explain that his father worked as a personal assistant to Leo’s father in their company and that Leo’s family had significantly helped his family during a crisis? When their house burned down, it was Leo’s parents who took them in and suppo
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 91, Desperate Rescue
Chapter Ninety One: A Desperate Rescue“I have to go. Emily’s in danger,” Connor said, his voice strained.“What’s wrong? What happened to her?” Chris asked immediately, concern evident in his tone.Leo, standing nearby, also asked, “What happened? Is Emily okay?” Both men were well aware of who Emily was, she was Connor’s young and beautiful cousin, well rounded and endowed with the perfect figure one would think of.She is also soft spoken and kind, anyone who met her would really be drawn to her. She originally stays in Pensilvania, she came to California because she wanted to check out the lab at UCLA,where she plans to have her internship. So until everything was concluded and set, she decided to stay with Connor for the time being for the sole reason of it’s proximity to the school. Today, after coming back from school as usual, she just got off the bus and was walking to Connor’s apartment when suddenly, a mini van parked in front of her. She looked around suspicious and
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 91, Men in Prison
Chapter Ninety One: The Cult of ShadowsWhen they finally woke up, the disorientation was immediate. The bus had stopped, and Connor, Chris, and Leo were still blindfolded. As their senses gradually returned, they realized they were no longer in the familiar confines of the Pinnacle Lounge, or the warehouse that they’ve driven to. They were somewhere else entirely.They were led, stumbling and blindfolded, through a maze of corridors. The journey felt interminable, with the only sound being the shuffle of their captors' footsteps and their own uneasy breathing. When the blindfolds were finally removed, the trio was greeted by an unexpected and dramatic sight.Before them stretched what looked like an ancient throne room, tucked away in the belly of a mountain. The room was vast, with stone walls etched with intricate symbols that flickered in the dim light cast by torch sconces. The ground was uneven, and the air was thick with a musty smell that suggested age and isolation. Th
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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
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Chapter 320; Echoes of the Syndicate
Chapter 319: Echoes of the Syndicate The stillness of Chris’s home was a sharp contrast to the chaos he had left behind at the warehouse. As he moved through the quiet halls, his senses remained heightened. The elixir’s effects still surged in his veins, sharpening his focus and amplifying his already formidable strength. He stopped briefly in his study, a small room filled with books, maps, and tools he used to piece together the web of the Syndicate’s influence. Tonight’s events had created a ripple, but he knew ripples had a way of turning into waves. Chris leaned against the desk, staring at the map pinned to the wall. Strings of red connected key locations in the city—places he knew were tied to the Syndicate. Victor Kane’s intel and tonight’s ambush had only solidified the reality: the Syndicate wasn’t just a threat to him but to the entire balance of power in the region. The faint vibration of his burner phone broke his concentration. He flipped it open to see a code
