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The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law The First Step, Successful
Gaston had finished speaking with Damian, and the atmosphere in the room felt somewhat tense despite their important discussion coming to an end. Damian, a tall man with neatly groomed black hair, stood from his chair with an upright posture. His face displayed a serious yet friendly expression, as if he wanted to ensure everything went smoothly."Allow me to escort you, Master," Damian said, his voice firm but polite. He stepped toward the door, ready to lead the way.However, Gaston declined. "No need. I can leave on my own," he replied with a slight smile. He felt confident enough to walk out by himself after their satisfying conversation.Suddenly, Gaston remembered his broken bike. "What about my bike? Is it fixed?" he asked.Damian nodded and called one of his subordinates waiting outside. "Check on Mr. Harper's bike," he ordered. His subordinate immediately nodded.Before long, the subordinate returned and confirmed, "The bike is good, sir. It’s been repaired and is ready to us
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law It Turns Out He's Weak
Samuel White stood in the corner of the hotel terrace, surrounded by lush green trees that created a calm atmosphere despite the tension of his business meeting. The scent of tobacco filled the air as he lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag to soothe his mind. However, the shadows of the recent conversation—about kidnapping and attempted murder—still loomed over him.In the midst of the silence, Gaston emerged from behind the shadows of the trees. Samuel initially ignored him, focusing on the swirling smoke that floated in the air.“Mr. White,” Gaston’s voice broke the silence.Samuel shifted his gaze with impatience. “Who are you?”“It doesn’t matter who I am,” Gaston replied in a calm tone, seemingly unfazed by Samuel's attitude.Samuel took a breath, slowly exhaling the cigarette smoke. “Go away; I’m not interested in talking to weirdos right now.”However, Gaston’s keen ears could hear Samuel’s heartbeat beginning to race. The rapid pulse betrayed deep lies and anxiety—as if he was
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law You’ve Been Fooled
As the hood over Gaston’s head was removed, he was blinded by bright light. Earlier, he had been dragged into a car and taken to an unfamiliar place. Now, he found himself in a room resembling a warehouse—dark, cold, and musty. The sound of the door slamming shut startled him, and Samuel appeared, radiating anger.“Wake up!” Samuel shouted, his face twisted with rage. He grabbed a bucket of cold water and splashed its contents onto Gaston’s face. The water soaked him, and Gaston, initially startled, couldn’t help but laugh. With his battered and wet appearance, he looked like a ragged chicken prepared for sale.“Bastard!” Samuel growled, furious at Gaston’s reaction. “I thought you were so powerful that you could talk big in front of me earlier!”Gaston merely scoffed, as if mocking Samuel, who was losing control. His laughter only infuriated Samuel more. In an instant, Samuel’s emotions exploded. He lunged forward and unleashed a flurry of punches to Gaston’s face. Each hit felt hard
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Payment Received
Samuel was stunned, his heart racing. He felt the tension enveloping the room. His mind was spinning, trying to understand what had just happened. "What just happened? How could he possibly get up?" Samuel thought to himself, panic beginning to take over. He stared at Gaston, who now stood confidently as if nothing had happened before.In a swift motion, Gaston grabbed his phone lying nearby. In an instant, he opened the voice recording he had prepared. Samuel's voice came through loud and clear, confessing all his crimes, including the plan to kill Demian by hiring hitmen and bribing the bodyguard. "Look at this, Samuel!" Gaston said, holding up the phone with the recording. "This is the proof!""You bastard!" Samuel shouted, his face turning red with anger and shock. "Who are you really?""Just call me Gaston. The man of miracles!" he replied confidently, his smile broadening. The tension escalated. Samuel, unable to accept that his plan had failed, issued a commanding order that e
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Hard to Believe
Vivian paced back and forth in their modest yet cozy living room. The dim lights illuminated the space, creating a somewhat gloomy atmosphere. The walls were adorned with photos of their happy moments together, but tonight, the mood was far from joyful. With each passing second, the anxiety in her heart grew stronger.“Oh my God!” Vivian shouted, her voice echoing through the house. “Where the hell is that fool?” She glanced at the wall clock, which read eleven o'clock at night. Her face started to pale, and her breath felt heavy. Gaston, her husband, still hadn’t returned.She had tried reaching out to a few friends, hoping one of them had seen Gaston. But all the responses only heightened her unease. None of them knew where her husband was. Vivian shook her head, trying to brush away the dark thoughts that were beginning to gnaw at her.As her mind raced, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. Vivian turned around, her heart racing. Gaston peeked his head in from behind t
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Silencing Them
"Tonight you have to come to Mom's house," read the message that popped up on Vivian's phone. The sender's name, Jonas, made her furrow her brows.She continued reading the next message, which only made her more upset. "You should come alone. Don’t bring that idiot husband of yours!"Vivian could only clench her fists, holding back the anger bubbling inside her. This frustration made her feel trapped. "I’m coming!" she replied firmly. "And whether Gaston comes or not is up to me!"In the kitchen, Gaston had just finished making an omelet. As he walked into the dining room, he saw his wife’s flushed face. "Vivi, what’s wrong?" he asked innocently, unaware of the tension hanging in the air.Vivian didn’t want to explain what was really going on. She just shook her head and quickly put her phone aside, as if trying to erase all traces of the messages she had just read. "It’s nothing. I’m just hungry," she replied, forcing a smile.Gaston beamed, happy to help. "If you’re hungry, you shou
The Rise of the Humiliated Son-in-Law Caught?
That morning, Vivian stood in line at the bank with trembling hands. She glanced at the ten-million-dollar check Gaston had given her the night before, lying in her bag. Her heart raced, and anxiety clouded her mind. "What if this check is fake? What will happen next?" she thought, worried. She tried to calm herself, but the nervousness was hard to shake off.Gaston sat next to her, fidgeting with his fingers. Vivian rolled her eyes at him.When it was her turn, Vivian stepped forward with a held breath. "Good morning," she said to the teller, her voice slightly trembling. "I’d like to cash this check."The teller took the check and began to examine it. Vivian held her breath, hoping everything would go smoothly.Sonia, the teller in her thirties with neatly tied curly hair, examined the check in her hands closely. She wore a crisp bank uniform, complete with a shiny name tag on her chest. Her face was calm, but her eyes showed remarkable attention to detail. Vivian watched every move
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
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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
