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The Ruthless Son-in-law Fifty four
Hermione has been trying to call Martha's cellphone but no reply. It was obvious Martha was screening her calls since the last time they talked, they were left on a bad note.She sighed as she wondered if she should just go to Avant-garde to visit or if she should head straight to Sunset bar where she discovered Dylan was working.She took her bag and stood up from her chair, deciding to meet up with Dylan where he works. She looked at her secretary who was standing in front of her. "I need to head out.""Yes, ma'am." The secretary nodded.Meanwhile, at Sunset bar, Dylan was in deep thought about the information he got from Princess Mane. He looked at her as she sat on the stool in front of the counter. "So, this Kevin is just a mercenary and we have no idea who really wants me dead. That's seriously unflattering.""We'll figure it out. Definitely." Princess Mane assured him. "This is what we do. It's our job. We'll find this Marco Lopez and find out who wants you dead."Dylan looked
The Ruthless Son-in-law Fifty five
"This is disturbing, Marco. The guy whom you sent to do the job, how come he's unreachable? Don't you see what this means?"Marco gritted his teeth with his hands placed on the round table inside the restaurant they were in. He's been worried too. He has tried to call Kevin numerous times but to no avail and Kevin is not the type to bail.There was something wrong somewhere and he hated how uneasy and anxious he was feeling."Hopefully, he's not caught. Although it doesn't seem to be the case. Just tell me what you need me to do this time and I'll make sure I dread it carefully, Mr. Lance." Marco assured.Mr. Lance sighed and leaned against the chair he was sitting on in deep thought. "There has to be a reason why your mercenary didn't succeed. It couldn't be out of dumb sheer luck, so he wants him trailed. He wants to know everything Dylan is up to."Marco nodded. "That is definitely no…"Marco's phone began to ring. He looked at it and saw it was his daughter. He glanced at Mr. Lanc
The Ruthless Son-in-law Fifty six
Marco fell to his knees, trembling violently with his head faced downward. He summoned the courage to ask what had been bothering him. "Lord Owens, please, I… I'm curious to know the sin I've committed…"SLAP!!His face swayed to the right as Lord Owens landed a slap on him, then he said in a deep angry voice. "Get the hell up."Marco gulped and stood up obediently.One of the guards in the room took a chair and placed it in the middle. Marco could tell that the chair was for him and it was confirmed since the guard gestured to him to sit on top of it.Marco hesitantly walked toward the chair and sat down. The most scary thing is the fact that he had no idea what Lord Owens had in store for him.Lord Owens with his hands shoved in his trouser, he walked and stood in front of him. "You said you wanna know why you're here. Why I should give a damn about the likes of you…" Then he scoffed with a malicious smirk. "Well, I'll tell you. That's because you committed a huge sin that I'll neve
The Ruthless Son-in-law Fifty seven
Dylan arrived at a restaurant that was known to be a good meeting spot. He walked into it and he saw Sean sitting on one of the tables waiting for him. He walked toward him with an I don't care attitude. "I hope I didn't make you wait for too long."Sean just scoffed and waited for him to sit down which he did. "And I know you know that we have lots to discuss.""Hmm." Dylan monotonically said and looked at the ring on his finger. "Lots, ah?" He dropped his hand on the table. "I've been so busy that I no longer have time to banter with you.""Let Hermione go and we'll call the feud between us quits. Just tell me how much you want, Dylan. And I'll give it to you."Dylan let out a deep breath and leaned against the chair in thought. "Truly, I'm in need of money but you know how I am. I'm not that cheap of a person.""So why are you making it seem like you are somebody important? From the contract to every other deception. Why are you doing all this?" Sean questioned.Dylan nodded. "Well
The Ruthless Son-in-law Fifty eight
"What do you think of this spot?" The guy said with a manual grin as they entered the dark alleyway which was in a really rough and abandoned town close to Flame city.Leonard leaped with his crutches as he was hiding behind Dylan and he looked around in fear. It was a place where thugs came to hang out and smoke. It was scary.The guy…Dylan sighed as he got fed up. He looked at Leonard and asked, "Who the hell is that?""James Lance. You won't believe it when I say his father is a prosecutor. A corrupt one I might add. That was why he said he could kill and get away with it. He's a verified thug." Leonard explained in a voice that only Dylan could hear.Dylan looked at James making a call."Yeah, I have someone that I need you to deal with. He dares to dare me, Ishmael."Dylan raised a brow, and chuckled, "So you're calling backup, ah?"James hung the call and looked at him with a self-satisfied smile. "As far as I know, you've got no one, Dylan. I'll mess you up, you might not even
The Ruthless Son-in-law Fifty nine
Dylan arrived at a mansion and alighted out of his car. He waited for Leonard to come out and soon they were standing side by side with their gazes fixated at the gate.Dylan and Leonard were childhood friends. They knew everything about each other. Friends for life. When his life took a wrong turn and every other person he considered friend turned their back on him, Leonard remained. He defended him.But after Leonard got caught in the crossfire one day when they were both beaten up because of him, he knew he couldn't keep adding Leonard to his problems. That was how much he cared.It was silent for a while until Leonard decided to break it with the question going on in his mind. He leaped and turned to face Dylan. "First, I should thank you for helping me even though there wasn't any reason to."Dylan just nodded."But what happened, I'm bothered since I know that…you lost everything, Dylan. I was a witness. As a matter of fact, you pushed me away in fear of getting me involved wit
The Ruthless Son-in-law Sixty
At the worst cemetery in the state, run-down and neglected, Dylan and Stephanie stood in front of a desolate tombstone.It was unfortunate that the founder of the titular Clifford corporation with his net worth amounting to hundreds of millions of dollars could only be buried in the most run-down and desolate spot. With his wife.It was extremely difficult on Stephanie as she stared at it with watery eyes.She covered her face with her hands and began to cry. She was in utter disbelief. It was hard to watch. Dylan's eyelid drooped, trying so hard to suppress the pain he was feeling but he was failing at it. His chest was heavy as he stared at him.He was sorry. Sorry for not visiting them.Normally they were supposed to be properly cremated since their body was burnt but his family did what they wanted. They tossed his parents like garbage and it was just so hard to be there and face them.It took a while for Stephanie's emotions to stabilize then she went on her knees and began pluc
The Ruthless Son-in-law Sixty one
Gregory Clifford has no prior knowledge of Dylan and Stephanie's presence. He wasn't told about it.So when he arrived in the evening, he walked into the room with a loud laugh, "Wow, Maxwell. What's up with you? It's so rare of you to call me for a drink, eh!"Then he saw Dylan standing up from the couch.His smile faded from his face and Dylan walked toward him with Stephanie beside him."What the hell is this traitor doing here? Why are you here?" He questioned in anger.Dylan was the last person he ever wanted to see. In fact, anything that's gonna make him see Dylan is when he's being buried alongside his parents.Dylan looked straight ahead and remained silent.Instead, Stephanie spoke, "Mr. Clifford, Dylan is still your grandson. How can you call him such a thing?"Mr. Clifford frowned at her. "You. Who the hell are you and what's your business? Wait? I remember you. You're Dylan's godmother, aren't you? I thought you'd be dead."Stephanie shook her head, "No, I'm not…"Decidin