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The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty two
Dylan coughed out blood where he stayed on all fours with his hands on his stomach. He closed his eyes shut, and let out a deep groan before sitting down on the ground, his one leg up and his back resting against his bunk bed.He looked at the two big men who were sneering at him. They didn't look like they were done with him.And it confirmed his thought when one of them said, "Such a score we acquired! We can beat someone up and get paid for it! Drag him up!"The other one guffawed and dragged Dylan's shirt in his chest, lifting him up and onto his feet. "This is where you're gonna die, unfortunately." Then he punched Dylan's face so hard that Dylan stumbled to the side, lost his stance, and fell on the floor again.A weak groan escaped him, he's been trying to act strong and daring but that facade was slowly fading away.His hands clenched into fists at the thought of his uncle doing this to him. Anything that's gonna make him get out of there, he won't take it lightly on him. He w
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty three
It was a dark and cool evening.But not to Dylan apparently.After getting himself treated all thanks to Princess Mane's behest, she was driving him home since it was obvious he needed to rest.He was always deep in thought that at times whenever she tried to bring up a conversation, he wasn't listening. She kept glancing at him through the front mirror as she drove through the night.She had a lot on her mind, especially since for some reason, his problems have become theirs.She hasn't had the time to tell her father about what Stephanie told her about the death of Dylan's parents, although Jackson Lance will definitely confirm things for them.Wow. They really did it smart.They used someone unknown like Kevin Walter and then Marcus and the main boss Robert to place a bomb in the car and someone like Jackson Lance to tarnish the investigation.But no one would know the ones behind them.It will be hard work to discover exactly who the real culprit is and truly it was hard.They rea
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty four
Jackson was led toward the board room and in his mind, he thought that things between Lord Owens and him were gonna be professional.It was an opportunity to see himself invited to Red's Angels and get to see Lord Nigel Owens up close. He felt so lucky.He was gonna use the opportunity to render his services to Lord Owens because working with him will not only give him money but it will give him protection.He walked proudly with a smirk on his face. He was going to boast to the security showing him the way but he decided to keep shut.Seeing how big Red's Angel is, he knew that if he was gonna succeed in doing business with Lord Owens, he could be among his executives and this place could be his new home.Damn it, what good has he done to deserve this?They finally got to the board room and the door was opened for him. He proudly entered only to find his son on one of the chairs wrapped tight and his mouth taped.He blinked and looked at Lord Owens who sat comfortably on the superior
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty five
Jackson arrived home and in their living room with his son and ordered him to go freshen up. John scoffed at him and spoke out in anger. "I don't know why you go sucking up to a guy that broke my leg. Who is he and why is someone like that involved with Lord Owens?"Jackson looked at him and answered, "Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he was able to easily make a mess out of you. You see, your predicament is all your fault. I do not want it to become a barrier anymore. As long as I'll be working with Lord Owens then I do not care if I'll be sucking up to Dylan. Now go freshen up this instant! You look a mess!* John rolled his eyes away and leaped toward the stairs with his crutch.As his son left, Jackson wondered where to start from. He knew he was gonna be as fast as possible. He looked at his phone and saw all the missed calls Dwayne gave to him.Now he's gonna have to try coming up with an excuse on why the missed calls were excessive and why he let Dylan out of con
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty six
Hermione woke up the next day and remembered what Sean did last night. She gasped and sat up from the bed. That bastard! He…Sean came out of her bathroom almost fully dressed up for work. He chuckled at the way she looked at him. "Why stare at me like you're seeing a ghost?!""You know what you did, Sean!" She attacked him.Sean tilted his head, feigning pretense as he did the buttons on his sleeve. "What I did? I only had sex with you last night.""You removed the condom and…and you released in me, Sean. Why the hell did you do that?" She questioned him in disbelief.Sean shrugged and answered like it was no big deal. "I was just trying it, Hermione, and besides you love it. But if you're worried about getting pregnant, then pray you're not fertile.""SHUT UP!!" She yelled at him in anger."Or not that fertile. Pray that shouldn't be enough to get you pregnant. But then, it doesn't matter, right? We're gonna get married." He divulged excitedly and wore his suit jacket before taking
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty seven
Dylan arrived at a pub and laughed as he saw his new friends. He wouldn't really call them friends since there was a reason they all came together. He was actually using them to do his dirty job although they were not all that bad to hang out with.Roger Mallory, Matt Lever, and Dean Granger, his newly added accomplice.Dean is still trying to make him up to him. His family is still in ruins which is pretty sad and he was amused to see how he was hanging on without snapping.They shook hands happily and he sat down on one of the chairs. Somehow he just felt happy seeing them."So how are you doing, Master Dylan? You seem okay even with that bandage on your face." Roger stated."I'm fine," Dylan answered him. "This is gonna be nothing compared to my comeback."They nodded knowing that was definitely true. They didn't know the details because they are not at the level where they can confide in each other."So what do we have to do next? Are you going after your wife now?" Dean asked.Dy
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty eight
Cherry and her boyfriend's mouths were wide open in shock. It was as if they could fit a whole light bulb in their mouths.After a brief pause, Cherry came to her senses and yelled angrily, "Who the hell are you trying to deceive, Dylan? Do we look like fools? How can a low-life pauper like you afford such a car, ah? You're probably just a valet or a chauffeur or you probably borrowed it from someone! Do you really think I'm an idiot?!"Her boyfriend was cocky as well. "Yeah, you do have the guts to make a bluff with someone else's car. You can as well say you own this pub or claim you're the president of the country! Look at the bruises on your face, it's probably those lies that got you beaten up to this miserable extent."Cherry burst out laughing since she has also been wondering about it. He probably got into a pretty big fight.Just then, after getting informed that there was an argument outside her pub, the general manager of the pub came out and she saw Dylan. She was surprise
The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighty nine
Dylan arrived at his godmother's home. He had to brace himself completely before finally knocking on the door.In no time, the door opened and as expected, she was shocked to see Dylan's state. She let out a shaky breath and opened the door widely for him to enter and he did."You…you really got me worried, Dylan. What happened to you? It's Dwayne, right? Did he kidnap you? What did he do to you, Dylan? Answer me, please." Stephanie desperately asked.Dylan let out a sigh and turned to look at her. "It's in the past now, aunt. I'm fine now. They didn't succeed and they won't."His answers were enough to answer all her unanswered questions. She nodded and asked, "Are you hungry? I made spaghetti."Dylan sat on one of the sofas and shook his head. "I'm more interested in what you have to say to me."Stephanie nodded and equally sat down opposite him. "Well, it's about our plans involving skincare products. I have a good friend who happens to have a skincare products manufacturing plant