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The Ruthless Son-in-law Twenty nine
Sean was called into his grandfather's study room but he was still absorbed in his thoughts. His heart was still heavy after the night of the banquet. He couldn't stop thinking about the humiliation he faced, the confusion about Dylan. It made him weak and anxious.He sat on the couch still thinking. It wasn't even about Hermione but about Sean. He couldn't come up with a possibility about why Lord Nigel Owens called his good for nothing cousin Master. It was hilarious and ridiculous at the same time."I went on a two-week trip, dad, only to come back and hear what happened. Seriously, why did you have to take credit for it?" Dwayne Clifford, Sean's father who stood beside his father, Greg questioned as he looked at his son worriedly.The old man justifiably replied, "Well, I didn't know Lord Owens was gonna be there. Who would have thought he'd be there just because he was signing a billion-dollar contract with Harper Enterprises? I was doing good for your son, my grandson.""Well, i
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty
Madame Sharon stared with wide eyes at the newspaper to see that New Age technologies have skyrocketed to one point eight billion dollars in just two days and she gasped, standing up. "Oh, my God." She turned toward the stairs and shouted, "Hermione! The newspaper has arrived!"She then looked back at the newspaper still in shock. She felt very happy, especially after calculating the gains from their investment in the company. It was too good to be true.When Hermione told her about it, she was at first not in support due to the risk but it was actually worthwhile. With the gains, they could uplift Harper Enterprises.She smiled knowing they were going to have to invest more so they could gain more.Hermione rushed down the stairs toward her mom. She was all dressed for work and ready to go out. "So what's the status, mom?"Madame Sharon showed her the stock graph pattern that was drawn on the paper. "It rose, Hermione. It rose!"Hermione covered her mouth with her hands in shock and
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty one
Dylan sighed as he remembered the discussion he had had with Cleo after getting back to the hotel he was staying. He had nowhere else to go since he didn't feel like going to the Harper's residence or doing anything for them. He wanted things to calm first. At least, he wanted them to think things are getting better.He sat down, still in thought about the information he received from Cleo… He went back to when she made the confession."It was just last month. There was a girl in the accounting department named Ravenna Hastings. She's a feisty one and she seems to have a problem with Madame Sharon then. According to rumors, there were times Madame Sharon and Ravenna were caught arguing but no one really knows what they argued about. Then one day, she fell off the stony stairs in the building and died. It was an accidental accident according to the cops."Remembering those words, he was caught in a web of different opinions and beliefs. If the mother of Ravenna confronted Madame Sharon
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty two
"No. No. No. NO!!" Madame Sharon abruptly stood up as if the news they received had finally settled on her. Her eyes were wide open and her hands were placed on her head, looking around like her life had no meaning anymore.She sobbed and placed her hands on her face and then beside her, grabbing tight her clothes since she was absorbed in confusion of the highest order.She shook her head since she was still finding it hard to wrap her head around it. "This isn't happening. No, this isn't happening. It can't happen!" She cried and looked at Hermione. "Please tell me this isn't happening. Tell me I'm only dreaming, Hermione!"Hermione sobbed and looked up at her mom, her face already wet with tears. "I…" She breathed out shakily and stood up. "We can't be dreaming the same dream, mom. They…we just heard…we just heard that they've dropped, mom. Our money…our money is now nothing." She said and began to cry, like saying that word out loud made it feel more real. "Mom! We…we lost our mon
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty three
Dylan was allowed in and he sized the living room up. It was fairly grand, especially for someone who he must have thought was poor or at least financially stable.As he heard footsteps, he looked toward the stairs and found the familiar woman he came here for. Maria Hastings. She was beautiful for someone around the age of his mother-in-law. She had long brown hair and hazel eyes and she screamed elegance just by looking at her.But she was a sad woman. Even though she hides it, it was written all over her face.She got to Dylan and forced a smile. "So I was told you're here to speak to me about my daughter. Do you know her?" She questioned.Dylan shook his head and answered, "Unfortunately, no. I don't know her personally but I've heard about her.""Heard?" Madame Maria asked in confusion.Dylan nodded. "I heard what happened to her in Harper Enterprises." He divulged.Madame Maria furrowed her brows in confusion. "You heard that? It's not possible since that wicked woman, Sharon, d
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty four
Sean was seen in a bar drinking like his life has become a non-entity. He was lost. He didn't know losing Hermione could make him feel this way. He can't let Dylan have Hermione back. He wanted Hermione by all means.God, the plan was going so well so why did Lord Owens have to come? How the hell did Dylan get him to sign a contract with Harper Enterprises?It's been more than two weeks but he still can't stop thinking about the banquet Hall event. He was curious to find out what it was about Dylan and Lord Owens and he knows Hermione and her mother have the answers.But how is he gonna get them back and get his answers? He couldn't even dare go close to Dylan since he was scared about his connection with Lord Owens. He couldn't get in trouble. His phone began ringing and he absentmindedly picked it up and answered. "Hello.""Hey, Sean, it's Harold Andrews, and I'm back."Sean's eyes lit up. "Are you serious?""Very. Can't wait to hang out with you but I should see my family first."
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty five
"Oh, my God. Harold?" Hermione said with a gasp. She couldn't believe she was seeing her cousin from her mother's side.He left the country for greener pastures and he said he wasn't sure he was returning but seeing him back was a bolt from the blue.Madame Sharon walked toward him, still looking like she was seeing a ghost. She furrowed her brows as she got closer to him and stopped dead in her tracks. "Harold, is this really you?"Harold gave them an enigmatic grin and answered. "Flesh and blood, aunt. I decided Melrovia should be my home.""Your home?" Madame Sharon asked in incredulity and scoffed. "Well, in this home, we're currently walking on pins and needles."Harold frowned and fully entered inside with his traveling bag. "Whoa, what a welcome!" He grumbled and stopped in front of Hermione with a smile on his face. "So how are you?"Hermione shook her head with a pouty expression. "Not fine. You came back at the wrong time."Harold was officially confused. He turned to look a
The Ruthless Son-in-law Thirty six
It was afternoon when Hermione arrived at a famous brunch restaurant known as Jenny's Cuisine. She wasn't in a good mood since she had a lot of threats from the shareholders. She knew Sean was her only way out and he was the one she was meeting.She found he was already there and he had already ordered. Her heart was beating like a drum and a wild impulse to turn around and walk away crept into her. But it feels like she was dragged and thrown into a very dark hole with no way of coming out.It was obvious to her that she was left without a choice and she had to let go of her pride. She has to forget about the fact that Sean deceived her and beg him for help.Where she stood, she gulped, trying hard to free herself from the popsicle she turned herself into. She was tired of how her chest rises and falls in rapid breaths so she hesitantly walked toward the table which was at the far end of the restaurant, close to the mirror wall, but before she could get there, he stood up and dragged