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The Ruthless Son-in-law Eighteen
Hermione allowed Dylan entrance to her living room, her mind still trying to wrap around the statement Dylan made about divorce. He's really going to divorce her? She hasn't really been able to grasp her mind to it.She thought he'll keep holding on to her like someone hanging or rather, holding on to a chandelier for dear life but he seems to have come to his senses to let her go.She frowned at the thought since she was really enjoying his madness in the name of his love for her. Even though she wanted the divorce, deep down she still finds herself liking the fact that they're still married.Why did he have to get poor not long after their marriage? They didn't even have the time to consummate their marriage due to the problem that suddenly arrived in his life. She tried to force it but he was never in a good mood. He was always so busy getting worried for his parents.Then he got poor and that was the end.Whatever. It's for the best that they're getting divorced. She needs to move
The Ruthless Son-in-law Nineteen
Sean was taken aback by Hermione's words and he blurted out, "What?"Hermione bobbed her head happily, her eyes were still glossy with tears. "I can't believe it too. He said he was sorry and he has already been extremely punished for what he did. He said I should thank…" Her words hung as she remembered. She blinked in confusion and looked at Dylan who just stood like a ghost in the room."Oh, my God!" Madame Sharon explained as the news finally settled on her. "You're trying to say we're free from the claws of Apex Conglomerate?" She asked in disbelief.Hermione nodded, looking at her mom. She was looking like someone about to cry that instant. "Yes, mom. We're free." She happily said.Dylan tilted his head at Sean with a smirk on his face. He could tell the predicament written on his face. Sean was looking lost and confused.He frowned and looked at Hermione. "Uh, are you sure it was Roger Mallory? I mean, the guy didn't look like someone to easily forgive."Hermione looked at him
The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty
Dylan stared at his aunt's pale body with watery eyes. His jaw was clenched and the anger in him throbbing incessantly and wanting out.He gasped and breathed out shakily, trying hard to tame the tears wanting to force themselves out. Then he took her pale hand in his before looking at her with a softened gaze. "Why? Why couldn't you just keep fighting? I'm… I'm so sorry I was so incompetent in searching for help."His life taking a turn for the worse made him realize he had no true friend. He got to know who his enemies were. Those wolves in sheep's clothing.He felt disappointed in himself for not doing enough only for his aunt, the only true family he had to end up dead.After everything he did for them, for those damn Harpers, they turned their backs on him without any care that his aunt could die. Especially that money-minded, greedy mother-in-law of his.He dropped the hand back down carefully and rolled the white cloth to her chest. As he looked at his aunt, he said with resolu
The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty one
Madame Sharon happily welcomed Gregory Clifford and his son, Sean into her home. She was in definite surprise to see the old man in her home. She knew it was for something good.And truly, it was due to the marriage between Sean and Hermione. "I'm so glad, Mr. Clifford. I'm so glad to see you're in support of the marriage."George Clifford smiled and nodded. "Of course. Anything for my dear grandson." Then he smirked with pride. "So I heard that Harper Enterprises is not doing too well lately. To show my support, I'm willing to tide over your difficulties."Madame Sharon grinned happily and before she could thank him, her phone began ringing. She answered it and was shocked to hear what she was told on the phone. "Oh, my God!" She gasped as the call hung up. Her eyes were wide and placid as she stared at George. "I just…I just got confirmation that Apex conglomerate is signing a deal worth a billion dollars with us. Is that…is that your doing?"George gulped hard since he was in disbe
The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty two
The Golden hotel was one of the finest five-star hotels in Melrovia. They had a grand and retro design that portrayed elegance. At half past three in the afternoon, the main entrance was already flying a banner that said 'Warm celebration - 15 years of Harper Enterprises.'Madame Sharon was overjoyed as she saw famous and powerful guests arrive. She made sure the deal with Apex conglomerate went around and she made the event grand to accommodate the rich. Many were hoping to join the deal while some came to congratulate them.She was dressed elegantly with the 'love in the city' necklace around her neck which she begged Hermione to let her wear.Hermione and Madeline were also dressed elegantly and they went around to welcome the guests with bright smiles on their faces. They were also congratulated numerous times for pulling such a deal.Dylan arrived at the entrance of the banquet hall dressed in casual wear like someone on a vacation and looking around, it was obvious the money Mad
The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty three
"But isn't your daughter, Mr. Dylan's wife?""What?" Madame Sharon blurted out.George Mallory decided to chime in. "If I remember correctly, your daughter is married to Mr. Dylan…"Madame Sharon pointed to Dylan who stood in a corner. "You mean that trash?! He's not worthy to be Hermione's husband! They're getting divorced tomorrow!"Lord Owens looked at where Madame Sharon was pointing at and that was when he realized Dylan was just standing in a corner pitifully mocked. It was new to him.He just found out that his aunt died and he's now seeing this?The whole crowd laughed at the statement."Dylan is a piece of shit, Lord Owens. Even his grandfather disowned him. Witnessing his wife being married and couldn't do anything about it, you see how shameless that is?!" She said, laughing.Dylan could only listen and looked at the happy face of Hermione. She's taking too much time to say yes. Probably because of Lord Owen's arrival.Lord Owens lowered his gaze since the words helped him
The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty four
Madame Sharon kept pacing anxiously around her sitting room looking like her life was about to come to an end. There was a tension in the room, a moody tension that made it seem like they lost someone or they came back from a burial.Hermione was just on a single couch with her gaze downward as she thought about her life, not just her life but so many other confusing things that she can't seem to put together. Mainly about her husband, Dylan.Madeline just sat on the long sofa looking at them and shaking her head with a smile on their faces. It's like they rattled the cage of a sleeping giant. They did rattle the cage of a sleeping giant. They've got someone so angry that they now have a lot to pay for.Madame Sharon stopped pacing and she placed her hands on her head like someone tasked with the greatest impossible thing. "What…what are we gonna do?" She uttered with a shaky voice, her eyes were watery.She heaved out a shaky breath and looked at Hermione, her partner-in-crime. "We h
The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty five
Dylan arrived at the Harper's Residence and since he was an expected visitor, he was immediately allowed entrance. He knocked on the door and it opened, only to see Madeline giving him a big smile.He managed to smile back a little despite his bad mood and she allowed him to enter before closing the door."Seriously, what are you, brother Dylan? I knew the necklace you gave me was authentic since you said so but it's way too expensive, no offense." She asked in curiosity.Dylan turned to look at her with his hands buried in his trousers. "Yeah, I bought it."Her eyes brightened. "Really?"Dylan nodded. "Yeah. I came across millions of dollars, it was given to me by Lord Owens. I used some of it for my aunt's surgery and others for the necklace, …"At that time, Madame Sharon and Hermione were almost off the stairs, overhearing what they were saying."... Sadly, it got rejected by Hermione but I expected it. I didn't toss it over to you because she rejected it, no. I gave it to you bec