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The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Who is Gaston Really?
Rosaline sat in the living room, her eyes glued to her phone screen. A notification for a $10 million money transfer appeared, and she frowned, unable to believe what she was seeing."Gaston? That idiot managed to get this much money? No way!" she muttered, her voice filled with suspicion.Jonas walked into the room, hearing his mother grumbling. "What’s wrong, Mom? Why do you look like that?" he asked, glancing at the phone in Rosaline’s hand."Vivian just transferred $10 million," Rosaline complained."Where did she get that money?" Jonas asked incredulously. They were planning to take advantage of Vivian’s beauty, knowing she had nothing. How could she possibly get that much money in one night?"From Gaston! That idiot!" Rosaline yelled, frustrated.Jonas raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? Are you sure? Can he really get that kind of money?" It was as if he thought what his mother was saying was nonsense. "That’s absurd!"Rosaline stood up, running her fingers through her hair. "That’s
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law A New Job
“Vivian,” Gaston said softly, trying to find the right words. “What’s wrong? Why do you look so sad?”Vivian lifted her face, but her eyes were still wet. “You wouldn’t understand, even if I explained.”Gaston sighed. He knew Vivian wanted someone stronger, braver, but he could only be himself, even if he sometimes felt foolish. “I’m sorry if I’ve done something wrong.”Vivian nodded slightly, as if she understood that Gaston wasn’t at fault. “You don’t need to apologize. It’s just that my feelings are all over the place right now.”Gaston realized there was nothing more he could do. “Can I step outside for a bit? I want to go to the park.”Vivian paused for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, go ahead. But don’t cause any trouble.”“Alright.” With her permission, Gaston walked to the shed behind the house, opened the creaky door, and pulled out his bike.He rode his bike to the park. The gentle breeze brushed against his face, bringing back a sense of freshness he had lost. Each pedal fe
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law The Main Target
Gaston entered the conference room in one of the grand buildings managed by Adam Fox. The walls were adorned with expensive paintings and sparkling chandeliers, creating a luxurious atmosphere.“Master Gaston, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person,” Adam said with a wide smile. “I’ve heard a lot about your abilities from Damian Wagner.”“Thank you, Mr. Fox. I’m pleased to meet you as well. Shall we get straight to the point?” Gaston replied.“Good. As you know, the diamond business is not just about jewelry. There’s a lot of money and power involved. Some of my competitors are trying to sabotage my business. I need someone who can infiltrate and find out who’s behind all of this,” Adam explained in a serious tone.“I understand. What do you already know about this sabotage?” Gaston asked, looking intently at Adam.“Some of our diamond shipments have gone missing without a trace. And there are rumors that one of my competitors, Gerald Young, is involved. He has strong connectio
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Caught
Gaston pedaled his bike carefully, following the unsuspecting Gerald Young. This time, Gerald was heading to a secret villa located on the outskirts of town, far from the hustle and bustle.With his superior hearing, Gaston could pick up every sound around him.He parked his bike in a hidden spot, ensuring he could keep an eye on Gerald’s movements without being detected. He knew that inside the villa, Gerald would be meeting Albert Petrov—a name he recognized.After a short while, Gerald arrived at the villa and immediately entered through an inconspicuous back door. Gaston pressed himself into the bushes to avoid being seen.“So, we’re all set for the diamonds, right?” Gerald’s voice was clear in Gaston’s ears.“Yeah, but I need to make sure everything is secure. We can’t be careless, Gerald,” Albert replied, his tone cautious. Gaston moved closer, taking advantage of every word they spoke.From his hiding spot, Gaston could see the two of them talking on the villa’s terrace. “This
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law It’s Not That Easy to Kill Him
The atmosphere inside the villa suddenly turned tense and threatening. After Edwin shouted, Gerald and Albert braced themselves to confront Gaston, who was now trapped between them. Gerald, gun raised, aimed his weapon at Gaston. “Damn it!” he yelled, his face flushed with anger.“Take out the intruder!” Albert added, his voice filled with tension. In an instant, dozens of Gerald and Albert’s henchmen gathered around the villa, ready to deal with the threat they underestimated.Gaston knew he had to act fast. With his extraordinary abilities, he focused on his enhanced vision, which allowed him to analyze the situation around him. His eyes darted quickly, detecting every movement and position of the enemies. He could see the weapons held by Gerald’s men—some with guns, while others were ready with sharp blades.Gaston’s keen eyesight enabled him to identify who would strike first and from which direction the attack would come. He noticed one man approaching from the right while anothe
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Second Job, Completed
Inside the car, Gerald's driver struggled to control the speeding vehicle. The engine roared, and the vibrations of the car made the situation even more unstable. He tried to focus on the road, but fear started to creep in. "Sir, I can't control this car!" the driver shouted, his palms sweating on the steering wheel.Gerald, trapped in the passenger seat, felt the mounting tension.“Don’t stop!” Gerald shouted, his panic rising as the car swerved, skidding near the edge of a steep cliff. He felt adrenaline coursing through him, and fear enveloped his mind.“Shoot him!” Gerald commanded the driver, trying to take control of the increasingly chaotic situation. The driver, eyes wide, rolled down the window and aimed the gun at Gaston.Quickly, Gaston noticed the movement and deftly dodged to the side. The bullet whizzed past him, and the sound of the gunshot echoed in the air. “Drive faster!” Gerald yelled, more desperate, hoping the driver could get them away from the looming threat.Ho
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law There’s an Intruder
That night, the atmosphere in Gaston and Vivian's home was quiet. The only sounds were the whispering of the night wind and the occasional calls of nocturnal animals. Gaston was deep asleep.However, his keen ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching. His heart raced as he listened intently.He could sense a calm heartbeat, yet it was alert. There was tension in every beat of the intruder’s heart, as if the person was preparing to do something extremely dangerous.Without waking Vivian, Gaston quickly grabbed his wife’s hand and pressed a point on her arm that would make her faint but keep her safe. Vivian drifted back to sleep, her face serene. Gaston kissed her forehead, “I’m sorry, my love. I have to do this to keep my secret safe.” With careful steps, Gaston exited the room. Outside, the night felt tense. He saw a masked intruder standing in the yard, holding a sword that glimmered under the moonlight.“Who are you?” Gaston asked, his voice calm yet firm.The intruder did
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Getting to the Bottom of It
Gaston took a deep breath, staring at the now cornered intruder. He reached for the black mask covering his opponent's face and, in one swift motion, pulled it off. The intruder's face was pale, his eyes filled with fear. “Who sent you?” Gaston asked, his voice firm and intimidating.The intruder shook his head, his lips pressed tightly together. “I don’t want to talk,” he said, his voice trembling.Gaston felt his patience wearing thin. “If you don’t answer, I’ll kill you right here!” he threatened, stepping closer with a piercing gaze.But the intruder suddenly spoke up, “Honestly, I don’t know who sent me! He just paid me to kill the idiot!”Those words made Gaston pause for a moment. In his mind, he began processing the information. The only enemies who knew about the nickname “the idiot” were Jonas and Wilson. Most likely, the person who hired this intruder was Wilson Huber.All of Gaston’s anger and frustration coalesced within him. “So you’re saying you don’t know who sent you?
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Rosaline crossed her arms and glared at Gaston. Her expression reflected anxiety and disbelief, while the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense. She sensed something was off with her son-in-law, who had once been cheerful but now appeared arrogant and full of secrets.“Now you’re acting all smart in front of me!” Rosaline accused, her voice trembling, signaling how serious the situation was.Gaston, a smirk on his face, replied, “I’m acting smart?” He raised an eyebrow, as if mocking Rosaline's statement. Yet beneath his smile, there was a deep frustration. He felt cornered and wanted to prove he was more than just an ordinary son-in-law.In the corner of the room, Jonas began to feel wary. He had already sensed Gaston's aggression before, and this time his instincts told him things were getting dangerous. He glanced at Vivian, who stood not far from them, her face showing confusion.Vivian, observing intently, felt uncertain. She looked at Gaston, her husband, but something
Gaston’s Threat
Before heading to his mother-in-law's house, Gaston stormed back to Brandon's villa with all his might. His heart was filled with anger and curiosity. He knew that Vivian was in danger, and he needed to uncover every trace that Brandon had left behind. When Gaston arrived at the villa, a heavy silence enveloped the place, as if it held dark secrets.Brandon had vanished, but his presence lingered—the smell of tobacco and the remnants of hurried footsteps. Gaston summoned all his strength, focusing his energy to detect Brandon’s whereabouts. In an instant, he sensed a familiar aura, guiding him toward the basement of the house.With determined steps, Gaston opened the heavy door and descended the dark staircase. The sound of his heartbeat echoed in his ears, a mix of tension and hope. Inside the basement, he found Brandon hiding, his face filled with fear at the sight of Gaston.Brandon was startled. “How did you find me?” he asked, panic lacing his voice as he tried to mask his fear w
What Will Gaston Do?
Vivian felt her body burning. She had no idea what Brandon had put in her drink.Gaston lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom.She was restless, her mind struggling to process everything while her body felt so weak.As Gaston laid Vivian on the bed, his sharp eyes looked at her with deep concern. Vivian felt comforted in Gaston's embrace. As she lay there, a sense of safety began to envelop her. "Hero, can we be together now?" Vivian teased in a playful tone, trying to distract herself from the confusion that surrounded her.Gaston gently placed Vivian on the bed, but when he tried to pull away, Vivian felt a sense of loss. "Don’t go," she thought, and without hesitation, she pulled Gaston back. In an instant, the atmosphere between them shifted. Vivian caressed Gaston’s chest, feeling his strong heartbeat. She knew that deep down, there was a bond between them that transcended mere friendship.Gaston held his breath. He knew Vivian was his wife, but right now, she recognized h
Gaston’s Final Mission
Gaston sat on the sofa, his eyes intently watching Vivian as she got ready. Her long, shiny hair flowed beautifully in the morning sunlight streaming through the window. Vivian wore a simple dress, yet she still looked elegant. She seemed focused, as if something very important awaited her outside.“Vivi, where are you going?” Gaston asked, his voice sounding slightly anxious. Deep down, he felt that something was off.“I have to go meet someone,” Vivian replied as she quickly tied her hair back.“Who?” Gaston asked again, this time his tone a bit higher. Suspicion began to creep into his mind.“You don’t need to know,” Vivian answered firmly. She turned and stepped toward the door, but before she left, she glanced back at Gaston.“Keep an eye on the house, and don’t go wandering around!” she ordered.Vivian walked out, leaving Gaston sitting on the sofa, his fingers gripping the edge of the cushion. He felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.Gaston stood and moved to the wi
Uncovering Gaston’s Secrets
Brandon peeked into the bathroom, his eyes wide with anger. The atmosphere inside was quiet, only the sound of water flowing from the faucet could be heard. Gaston had just washed his hands, his face calm and relaxed, as if nothing was happening. But for Brandon, the burning emotions in his chest could no longer be contained.With a sinister intent, Brandon stepped forward. He planned to slam Gaston’s head into the sink. In his mind, the ideal version of Gaston would easily fall. However, as Brandon’s hand flew toward Gaston’s head, he was shocked. Instead of stumbling, Gaston stood firm, like an unyielding rock.“Turns out you’re not as strong as I thought,” Brandon muttered, trying to shove Gaston’s head again. But there wasn’t even a millimeter of change. Gaston merely stared at Brandon’s reflection in the mirror, a faint smile spreading across his face.Brandon felt his anger peak. “Damn it!” he shouted, trying to push again. But Gaston just stood there, seemingly enjoying the mom
Don’t Underestimate His Strength
“Go wash your face and change your clothes,” Vivian told Gaston.Gaston complied with his wife’s request. He walked slowly to the bathroom, a feeling of annoyance boiling within him. He had felt like a burden to those around him for quite some time, especially to Vivian. Quickly, he washed his face; the cold water touching his skin provided a bit of refreshment, though his heart still felt heavy. He finished the simple ritual, wiped the water off his face with a towel, and stepped out of the bathroom.In the bedroom, Vivian had laid out a light blue shirt for him. The shirt looked neat and clean, reflecting Vivian's care for his appearance. “Where are we going, Vivi?” Gaston asked, trying to sound enthusiastic even though he still felt uncertain inside.Vivian smiled, gently helping him put on the shirt. “He knows my mom too,” she explained, revealing the reasoning behind her plans. “So, let’s just go along with it. Better than having my mom come over here and cause problems.” Gaston
A New Man Again?
Max gripped the helicopter's handrail tightly, his heart racing. Next to him, Gaston was flying the aircraft in an extremely reckless manner. The helicopter shook as Gaston climbed to extreme heights, then suddenly dove sharply. The loud roar of the engine made Max feel like he was trapped in an endless nightmare.“Damn it!” Max shouted, his voice nearly drowned out by the engine's roar. “Do you even know how to fly this thing?”Gaston, with a mischievous grin on his face, didn’t respond. Even without using the intercom system, he could hear every terrified scream from Max. He knew that his dangerous antics were not just a test of his flying skills but also a way to pressure Max into talking.“Submit to Mr. Clark and name everyone involved in planning Jessica's murder!” Gaston shouted, his voice dripping with challenge.Max felt nauseous. His mind was spinning, and his stomach churned. He couldn’t think clearly. The helicopter spun wildly, nearly crashing into the towering mountaintop
The Fight Isn't Over
Gaston didn’t waste any time. The moment he saw Jessica plummeting down, his instincts kicked in. With one leap, he sprinted toward the emergency button, hoping to prevent the impending disaster. Within seconds, the button's mechanism activated, and Jessica stopped just an inch from the floor.Jessica looked shocked, her eyes wide open, before her body went limp and she fainted.In the corner of the room, Max wasn’t sitting idly by. Seeing the situation change, he pulled a gun from behind his jacket. A cynical smile spread across his face, filled with hatred. "You really think you can get away with this?!" Max shouted, aiming his gun at Gaston.As Max pulled the trigger, the sound of gunfire echoed in the cramped room. Gaston reflexively jumped to the side, feeling the bullet whiz past his ear.Bullets rained down, creating a deafening cacophony. Gaston watched as the bullets flew, striking the walls and floor, shattering the silence with chaos. Amidst the turmoil, he fought to stay f
Rescue Mission
In a hidden secret base, a tense atmosphere enveloped every corner of the room. The walls were gray, cold, and damp, creating an environment that instilled deep fear in anyone inside. In one of the locked rooms, Jessica, a young woman with long black hair and hopeful eyes, was trapped. Fear radiated from her face as she sat in the corner, struggling to hold back tears that were about to spill."Who dares to do this to me?" she thought, staring at the tightly shut door. The sound of laughter echoing from outside only made her feel more trapped in darkness. They were laughing, as if enjoying her suffering. Jessica could no longer contain herself; she began to scream, "Help! Get me out of here! Please!"Her cries were met with even louder laughter. In her desperation, Jessica realized that her freedom depended on her father's decision. "Does he have to kill himself to save me?" she thought. "What a crazy situation!" No words could describe the cruelty of what she faced.Suddenly, a knock
