The Rise of the Useless Son-in-Law

Chapter 7: Whose Contract is Real?

"Grandpa, Robert's contract is already invalid. I also have a contract here!" Saying so, Susan handed her freshly signed contract to old Brown.

Although a little displeased, old Brown still took it with patience to look over.

Just when everyone was anxious, old Brown suddenly frowned and looked up sternly, scoffing, "Susan, I know you're under a lot of pressure, but you shouldn't try to fool me with a fake contract."

"Do you know you can face serious legal consequences for this? And this forgery is too preposterous!"

Upon old Brown's words, the Brown family relatives were secretly delighted.

"A fake? I knew there was no way she could have signed when we all failed. Only Robert had a chance with this contract."

"Shame on you Susan! I always thought you were so well-behaved, never expecting you to do something so foolish. Are you trying to get kicked out of the Brown family together with that useless Jason Gray?"

"That's right, that's Macro Vision Group you dared to forge a contract with. Are you trying to ruin us all?"

Robert Brown immediately felt relieved and laughed loudly. As expected, Christopher Anderson had made it clear beforehand, but he had almost been fooled for a moment.

"Susan Brown, you've really got some nerve, bringing out a fake contract. Don't you care about your life? We still care about ours! I knew you were up to no good."

Robert gloated, "Only a despicable lowlife would think of tricks like these. How daring to actually go through with it! Now let's see if you still have the cheek to keep managing the Southside Branch."

This was all thanks to him bribing Christopher Anderson. It looks like he would need to deepen the relationship in the future. Becoming the chairman of the Brown Group was just around the corner.

Seeing the sudden turn of events, Jason couldn't help feeling disappointed. A fake? Could there be something wrong with the contract? Did Daniel Smith make a mistake?

Just as he was puzzled, Susan firmly said, "Grandpa, I signed this contract myself and brought it back personally. The seal, fingerprints, and Daniel Smith's signature are all real. How could it be fake?"

At Susan's words, old Brown threw the contract onto the table and said, "That's the problem, do you even know who this Daniel Smith is? How could you sign a contract with him?"

The others were also shocked. It was actually Daniel Smith?

The Brown family was less than ants before the renowned business tycoon.

Even if they offered all the profits from this contract, he probably wouldn't even bat an eye.

Sign a contract with him? That was just preposterous!

Robert Brown, Margaret Brown and others hurriedly looked over the contract and found the party A signature written as Daniel Smith's name. Obviously fake!

The real sales contract should have Christopher Anderson's name. A figure like Daniel Smith wouldn't care about a tiny sales contract.

The three hottest industries in Emerald City that he was interested in were real estate, jewelry, and pharmaceuticals was just petty cash in comparison.

Robert Brown suddenly laughed mockingly, "Susan, oh Susan, no one can save you now after doing something so stupid and ridiculous."

"Let me tell you the truth. I'm good friends with Mr. Anderson from Macro Vision Group. I've already signed a sales contract with him. My contract here is real, while you're doomed to fail."

Margaret Brown also snorted contemptuously. She was happy to see Susan faltering. Susan had always been considered the number one beauty in the Brown family, while she could only ever be second best.

She had long harbored much discontent towards Susan in her heart. Although from a side branch, she always felt she was far better than Susan Brown. Why should Susan get to lord over her?

At this moment, the stunned Jason suddenly cheered up a bit. He had thought something was really wrong, but it was just that they didn't dare believe Daniel Smith's status was so high.

As if having anticipated this, Susan glanced disdainfully at the smug Robert Brown, "Oh? Then why don't you call Christopher Anderson now and see what happens?"

"Fine, I'll let you completely lose hope." Robert Brown complacently dialed the call and turned on the speakerphone.

Soon, the call connected, but before they could listen closely, a hysterical, furious scolding could be heard:

"Bastard! It's all your fault I offended Daniel Smith and got fired and will be jailed now... I won't let you or Susan off the hook..."

"Beep~"

Robert Brown hurriedly hung up the call, looking a bit stunned. What was going on? Mr. Anderson got fired? He was fine just a while ago! Did that mean his own contract was really invalid?

At this time, Susan asked, "Does anyone still doubt the authenticity of the contract?"

Everyone was rendered speechless.

Since even Daniel Smith fired Christopher Anderson, what more could they say?

Old Brown glanced up, suddenly smiling delightedly, "Susan's contract is real. She wins. Starting today, you'll be in charge of this project."

In old Brown's eyes, Susan must have used some means, otherwise how could she have obtained the contract?

A woman's methods boiled down to just one thing! But no matter if Susan offered her body to Daniel Smith or not, as long as she didn't flaunt it, and they could earn money from the contract, it was fine. Jason would be the only one wearing the green hat after all, without any loss to the family.

"Yes, Grandpa." Susan heaved a sigh of relief, unaware of what her grandfather and uncles were thinking, and looked at Jason gratefully and happily.

Seeing Susan so elated, Jason also nodded. He had promised to make her stand tall without being bullied. All the grievances she had suffered over the past three years would be repaid doubly, to make her the happiest woman in the world.

"Hmph, you just got lucky. I had already negotiated this contract and only lacked signing it. You merely picked up something ready-made." Robert looked disdainful, extremely reluctant to part with the Southside Branch.

However, Jason stepped forward, calmly stating, "You seem to have forgotten something. Our bet."

"Now, should it be fulfilled?"

"You..."

Robert Brown glared, seething with anger. He never thought this good-for-nothing would bring it up now. Did he really expect him to do chores like laundry and cooking?

Anthony Brown, Robert's father, pointed at Jason and roared, "Presumptuous! Who gave you the right to speak here? My son doing those dirty chores? Only a good-for-nothing like you is suited for such work."

"Indeed, how dare you, a good-for-nothing, speak to Robert like that. Were you taking our jest seriously? Do you really see yourself as someone important?"

"Susan, control your worthless husband. How could he speak to Robert like that..."

Family members chimed in with accusations.

They had long chosen to support Robert as the family head and naturally sided with him.

Susan picked up the contract and suddenly stood up, "Grandpa, what do you think we should do about it?"

Old Brown stroked his ruby pendant, glanced at the contract, coughed drily, and declared righteously, "Lost...means admit defeat!"