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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?
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Vivian's Anger
Not long after Vivian called the police, the sound of sirens began to echo in the distance. Gaston and Vivian exchanged glances, feeling the tension slowly start to ease. Within minutes, the police arrived at the front of the house, stepping inside with purpose.“Where’s the intruder?” one of the officers asked, his eyes scanning the surroundings seriously. Gaston pointed to the bound man lying in the corner of the room.“He’s over there,” Gaston replied, his voice still trembling. The police quickly approached the intruder, ensuring he couldn’t move, and began to conduct a search.Once the situation was under control, Vivian turned her attention to Gaston. “You need to be treated. Your wounds look serious,” she said, her voice full of concern.Gaston shook his head, but his face showed pain. “I’m fine, Vivi. It’s just a small wound,” he said, trying to appear strong even as he winced when he moved his arm.Vivian was not swayed by his denial. “No, this isn’t a small wound. Let me tak
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Shocking News
After a tense few minutes of driving, Vivian's car finally stopped in front of Wilson Huber's house. The house looked large and grand, surrounded by a well-kept garden. However, the atmosphere inside the car felt heavy, with nervousness hanging over every second.Rosaline took a deep breath, trying to calm herself before they stepped out."What do you want to do now?"Vivian urged her mother to meet Wilson right away.Jonas didn’t waste any time following their lead. He made sure that if Vivian embarrassed them this time, Gaston would be the one to face his wrath. The three of them got out of the car and walked toward the front door of the house. Rosaline knocked on the door, and a few seconds later, Wilson's housekeeper opened the door with a surprised expression."Mrs. Wright?" the housekeeper asked, her eyes slightly confused by their arrival.Vivian replied firmly, "I want to see Wilson."The housekeeper furrowed her brow, looking hesitant. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Mr. Huber isn't home
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Time to Act!
After leaving the hospital with mixed feelings, Vivian returned home with heavy steps. The atmosphere in the car felt tense, her thoughts swirling between anger and confusion.When she walked in, Gaston was already waiting in the living room, his face filled with concern. “Vivi, what happened? Are you okay? I tried to reach you!” he asked, his tone revealing his worry.Vivian took a deep breath, trying to calm herself before speaking. “Yeah, I’m fine.”Gaston suspected that something significant had happened to his wife. However, he couldn’t directly ask her about it. Unfortunately, his ability to read body language in detail didn’t extend to reading minds.“You seem upset. What’s going on?” Gaston asked, his face looking puzzled.Vivian sat down on the sofa, brushing her disheveled hair. “I just came from the hospital. Wilson... he has AIDS,” she explained, her eyes locking onto Gaston’s with seriousness.Gaston was taken aback, looking incredulous. His blood boiled at the thought, b
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Gaston’s Endeavor
At night, Vivian lay in her bed, but her thoughts kept spinning. She couldn’t sleep, restless as she pondered everything that had happened. The atmosphere in the room felt silent, only the ticking of the clock was clearly audible. Vivian felt wide awake, her eyes wide open staring at the ceiling.Gaston, lying beside her, suddenly turned and saw the worried expression on his wife's face. "Vivi, why can’t you sleep?" he asked, his voice hoarse from just waking up.Vivian sighed, trying to gather her words. "I'm still thinking about the phone call earlier. The voucher... I’m not sure it’s real," she said, her voice soft but filled with doubt. Gaston furrowed his brow, looking confused. "But why? It’s a free voucher. It can’t be a scam," he said innocently, not understanding how serious the situation was."It could be, Gaston. There are a lot of scammers out there," Vivian explained, trying to make her husband understand. "I’m just worried this is all a trap."Gaston shook his head, loo
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law It’s Not That Easy
Vivian felt incredibly excited as she looked over the menu at the hotel’s fancy restaurant. The atmosphere inside was elegant, with dim lighting creating a romantic vibe. Well-dressed waitstaff attended to each guest with great care. Vivian selected several delicious dishes and eagerly anticipated a special dining experience.After a while, their food was served. Vivian admired the beautiful plating, and the aroma from each dish made her stomach growl. “Wow, this looks amazing!” she exclaimed as she picked up her spoon to taste her meal.Meanwhile, Gaston looked extremely hungry. He began to eat voraciously, devouring each bite as if he hadn’t eaten in days. However, after a few minutes, his expression suddenly changed. “Uh, Vivi, I think I need to take a break. My stomach doesn’t feel right,” he said, holding his stomach.“Wait, seriously? Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Vivian asked, a bit worried.“Yeah, I think I need to go. I’ll be right back,” Gaston replied as he stood up a
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Confronting Wilson
Vivian stared at the clock on the wall of the hotel restaurant, feeling anxious. Her husband had been in the bathroom for almost ten minutes, and Vivian was starting to feel uneasy.“Where are you, Gaston? This dinner was supposed to be our moment, not something that makes me worry.”Vivian scanned the filled tables, hoping to catch a glimpse of Gaston. She wore a beautiful red dress, her hair cascading elegantly, but it all felt pointless without her husband by her side.After a few minutes, Vivian took out her phone and tried to call Gaston. But there was no answer. She began to imagine the worst.“Is he lost in this hotel? How could he be so clueless?”She recalled how often Gaston got turned around, even in familiar places. Vivian sighed, trying to calm herself.After waiting a few more minutes, she finally decided to stand up. She stepped out of the restaurant, exploring the grand yet confusing hallways of the hotel. The twinkling lights and thick red carpets added an air of eleg
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After they all found out.
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