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Nia nodded, her voice lowering to a sultry tone. "Yes, that’s so."There was a brief silence as they held each other’s gaze, the tension between them was electric. Zen broke the silence first, his voice calm and measured."You’re not like most girls, Nia," he said, his eyes searching hers. "Initially i thought you were shy and timid but you’re none of that. You’re straightforward, direct… you don’t play games. I admire that."Nia’s heart skipped a beat at his words, but she kept her composure, a soft smile playing on her lips. "I don’t see the point in games," she said quietly. "Life’s too short for that."Zen nodded in agreement. "You’re right," he said. "Life is too short. And it’s rare to meet someone who’s as real as you are."Nia blushed at the compliment, feeling a warmth spread through her. "Thank you, Tom," she said softly. "That means a lot to me."Zen leaned backwards again, his eyes never leaving hers. "I’m just telling the truth," he said simply. Nia bit her lip, her hear
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 23
Without warning, a thug lunged at Zen, aiming the blade at his side. But Zen was faster. He sidestepped the attack with fluid precision, grabbing the thug’s wrist and twisting it with enough force to disarm him. The switchblade clattered to the ground as Zen delivered a swift elbow to the thug’s face, sending him sprawling. Zen clenched his jaw, he had thought Natasha would want the best for herself and now she had led him straight into a trap. "In the end, you ended up like everyone else," he replied, his voice laced with disappointment. Before Natasha could respond, the man standing next to her stepped forward, a sneer on his face. "Touching, really. But we’re not here to chat. You’re coming with us, and if you know what’s good for you, you’ll cooperate." Zen’s eyes flicked to the man, sizing him up. "And if I don’t?" The man chuckled, pulling out a switchblade, the sharp edge glinting under the light. "Then things get messy." Zen’s expression didn’t change, but there was a dan
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 24
Zen’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as Willow explained the details. “So, Silas Wales owns Policy Entertainment?” he asked, his voice calm but carrying a sprinkle of irritation.“Yes,” Willow confirmed. “We only found out after re-examining the case. He’s been using actresses from the company to sweeten his business deals—one of his many schemes to get ahead.”Zen’s face hardened, his jaw clenching with disgust. “That’s revolting. I should’ve given him a worse beating last time,” he muttered.“Well, there’s also something I must say,” Willow advised carefully. “The Wales family is known for being ruthless. The fact that they haven’t responded yet likely means they’re letting Silas handle his own mess. If you escalate things, it could draw the entire family’s ire.”Zen snorted, his eyes narrowing. “Do you think I’m afraid of them? How dare you underestimate me?”“Ah—” Willow came back to reality, but Zen cut her off sharply.“I’ve heard enough.” He ended the call with a swipe, s
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 25
As Sinclair’s car glided smoothly along the road, Zen took in the changing scenery through the window. The city’s vibrant lights began to fade, replaced by the lush greenery and tranquility of the outskirts. Sinclair, sitting opposite him, began to explain.“Welcome to Fairy Island. You know, Chief, Fairy Island is also owned by the Albrecht family,” Sinclair said, breaking the silence. “This estate made them one of the major players in the world of elite estates. To the point that it got separated from the rankings of best estates in the city.”Zen’s interest was piqued. “The Albrecht family again, huh? What makes Fairy Island so special?”Sinclair glanced briefly at Zen. “Fairy Island is a massive luxury estate, no one knows much about the person who designed Fairy island but when the land was bought and the high society saw the blueprint, Albrecht was the first family to see the vision. They hold a significant margin of shares in several major industries, which gives them unparalle
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 26
The auction hall was abuzz with anticipation, the tension could be felt as the first item of the evening was revealed. From Room A, a shadowy figure watched intently, their presence barely noticeable behind the opaque glass. In Room C, another cloaked figure peered through the transparent barrier, their gaze fixed on the auction floor below. Room B, reserved for the patriarch of the Wales family, was where the real action seemed to be unfolding.As the first item was wheeled onto the stage, the crowd's murmur grew into excited whispers. It was a lavishly decorated antique clock, its golden frame encrusted with jewels. The auctioneer, with a radiant flair, began the bidding."Opening bid for this exquisite timepiece is set at one million dollars," he announced, his voice echoing through the hall.In Room B, the patriarch of the Wales family, a tall, imposing man with a steely gaze, watched the proceedings. His guards, dressed in sharp suits, flanked him closely."Ten million," the patr
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As the auctioneer stepped back up to the podium, his voice amplified and echoed through the grand hall. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, with a sly smile on his lips, "we now come to the final item of the evening, a treasure of unparalleled significance, as I had earlier said. Hidden away by none other than the God of War himself, the Monarch of Death." A murmur swept through the crowd, almost instantly. In Room D, Zen’s eyes narrowed, and his posture straightened. Sinclair, standing beside him, leaned in closer, his voice was nearly a whisper. “Chief, is this what I think it is? The box—what’s inside it?”Zen remained silent, his expression unreadable, eyes fixed on the auctioneer. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “How did they find the box? It was hidden away so carefully, so many years ago,” Zen thought to himself.The auctioneer raised his hand, signaling for silence. "The bidding will start at one hundred million dollars."A hush fell over the room. For a moment, ther
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Back in Room D, Sinclair stood behind Zen, as they both watched the hall. “So, Chief,” he said, his tone was light but his eyes serious, “what’s the plan now? You’ve got the box. What are you going to do with it?” Zen didn’t answer right away. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his gaze distant. “First,” he said slowly, “we find out who leaked the box and how they managed to get it here. Then…we deal with them.” Sinclair nodded, his smile fading. He knew better than to press Zen for more details. The man had a way of revealing only what he wanted, and Sinclair had learned long ago to trust his instincts. As the crowd began to disperse, the energy in the room slowly settled back into a steady hum, Zen’s thoughts were already turning to the next move. After the auction concluded, the hall slowly began to empty. Zen and Sinclair made their way downstairs, the opulence of the venue was very much evident in every marble pillar and crystal chandelier. Their steps echoe
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Zen and Sinclair got into a private room just off the main hall. The room was sparsely furnished, with a single table and two chairs under the dim glow of a chandelier. The thick wooden door clicked shut behind them, muffling the sounds of the ongoing auction outside. As Sinclair placed the chest on the table, Zen pulled off his gloves and flexed his fingers, his gaze locked on the box. “Well,” Sinclair said, a hint of anticipation in his voice, “Let’s see what’s inside this thing that was worth twenty billion.”Zen smirked, leaning forward as he slowly unlatched the chest. The hinges creaked softly as the lid lifted, revealing a dark, empty interior. Sinclair stared at the empty space, his mouth agape. “What the hell? It’s empty!”Zen chuckled, shaking his head. “Of course, it’s empty. It would only be empty if someone had already gotten to it first.”Sinclair stumbled back, his face pale. “Twenty billion, Chief! You just spent twenty billion on an empty box! Do you think the aucti
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People started to gather. The boutique was dead silent. The saleswoman’s face had drained of all color, her lips parting like she wanted to say something—anything—but no words came out. The manager, sensing the tension thick in the air, cleared his throat and forced a professional smile."Sir, if you'd follow me, I'll ensure you get the best service."Zen didn't move immediately. His gaze remained on the woman, watching her discomfort stretch until the air felt suffocating. Then, with an exhale of amusement, he finally stepped forward, his movements unhurried as he followed the manager deeper into the store.Behind him, he could feel the saleswoman’s stare burning into his back, but she didn’t dare say a word.The store’s private fitting area was as luxurious as expected—plush seating, a full-length mirror framed in gold, and a velvet curtain to section off the changing space. The manager personally brought over the suit Zen had requested, along with a selection of others that, in his
Chapter 110
Zen parked his car smoothly in front of a luxury boutique, stepping out with the usual unhurried grace that made people second-guess his every move. The store’s exterior gleamed under the city lights, the gold-plated logo above the entrance screaming exclusivity. Through the glass, he could see the meticulously arranged displays—elegant suits, designer dresses, and accessories that probably cost more than most people’s rent.He wasn’t in a rush.Pushing the door open, he stepped inside, his entrance barely acknowledged by the employees. A quick glance told him why—most of the workers were focused on the impeccably dressed customers browsing the racks. The kind of customers they assumed had money.Zen adjusted his cuffs and walked toward the suit section, his eyes scanning the options. He needed something sleek, something commanding. His fingers trailed over the fabric of a deep charcoal suit, the material smooth beneath his touch.“Excuse me, sir.”A clipped voice cut through the air,
Chapter 109
Zen pulled out his phone and dialed Sinclair. The call connected almost instantly.“Yo, boss,” Sinclair answered. “What’s up?”“I need everything you have on Catherine Caldwell,” Zen said, his voice even.Sinclair let out a low chuckle. “Catherine, huh? Interesting choice. You planning on buying art or something else?”Zen ignored the jab. “Just tell me what you know.”“She’s an influential art curator. Runs in high society circles, big money connections. Collectors love her, and so do men with a certain... taste.”Zen’s fingers drummed against his knee. “And her history?”“She used to be real close to you—well, the old you,” Sinclair said. “Back when you were obsessed with Malia Rossi. Catherine, though? She was obsessed with you.”Zen narrowed his eyes. “How close are we talking?”“Close enough that she’d know things no one else would. If anyone has answers about your past, it’s her.”There was a pause before Sinclair added, “Funny thing is, she’s hosting an exhibition tonight. I’ve
Chapter 108
Zen kept his grip tight, pressing Lady P against the wall. Her breathing was uneven, her sharp eyes scanning his face, searching for something—anything—that would confirm her growing suspicion."You’re not him," she muttered, her voice laced with certainty. "Tom would never look at me like this."Zen didn’t flinch. He leaned in slightly, his tone even. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."Lady P let out a dry laugh. "Oh, please. You really expect me to believe you’re Tom Rossi? The same man who used to walk in here all cocky, pretending he had everything figured out?"Zen stayed silent.She tilted her head, studying him. "You move differently. You talk differently. Hell, even your eyes… There’s something in them that wasn’t there before." She narrowed her gaze. "So, tell me. Who the hell are you?"Zen exhaled through his nose, loosening his hold just enough to let her breathe properly. "I already told you. I’m Tom.""Bullshit.""I lost my memory," Zen said flatly.Lady P’s expres
Chapter 107
Zen stormed through the building’s front entrance, his gaze steely as he approached the security desk. The two guards at the reception stood up immediately. They exchanged quick glances before one of them stepped forward, trying to block Zen’s path."Sorry, sir, you can’t go through," the guard said, voice shaking. "Please wait here."Zen didn’t even break his stride. His eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a brief, humorless smirk. "You don’t want to do that," he said calmly, but the menace in his voice was undeniable.Before the guard could respond, a loud, commanding voice rang out from behind him. "Let him through."The woman who spoke appeared out of nowhere, striding forward with an aura of authority that made the guards hesitate. She was tall, sharp-eyed, and dressed in a dark, sleek suit. Her presence was magnetic, and the guards, caught off guard, stepped aside at her command."That’s right," the woman continued, her tone cool and unbothered as she approached Zen. "If you w
Chapter 106
Zen arrived at the meeting location and was led to the spacious, modern office where Mrs. Evelyn Rossi sat, her arms folded, her gaze hard. She didn't rise to greet him when he entered, and Zen didn’t expect her to."Tom," she greeted sharply, her tone cold and stiff, as though this encounter was one of many long, drawn-out confrontations.Zen didn’t respond immediately. He simply walked past her, taking a seat at the sleek glass table, his expression unchanging. "I assume this isn't a social visit," he said, the flatness of his tone cutting through the tension in the room.Mrs. Evelyn remained standing, glaring at him as if daring him to flinch. "You’ve made a terrible mistake," she began, her voice trembling with restrained anger. "You have no idea what this is going to cost us, what this will cost you."Zen leaned back in his chair, maintaining an air of calm that only seemed to infuriate her more. "I know exactly what I’m doing.""No, you don’t," she snapped, taking a step forward
Chapter 105
Zen walked into Willow’s office, the door clicking shut behind him. She was already looking up from her desk, a slight smirk forming on her lips."Chief," Willow greeted with an air of familiarity and subtle amusement. "It’s been a while. You look… different."Zen’s eyes flicked over to her, but he didn’t immediately respond. He slid into the chair across from her, setting his iPad down on the desk. His voice was cool when he finally spoke. “Been busy.”Willow leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms, studying him. “I noticed. You’ve been avoiding me?”Zen’s gaze remained steady. “Avoiding is a strong word.”“Not if it’s the truth,” Willow replied, raising an eyebrow. “I’ve barely seen you around. You know, I thought I’d have to send a search party to find you.”“I don’t need searching,” Zen said with a small smile, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. He picked up the coffee mug Willow had placed on the desk earlier. “I’m here now.”Willow’s smirk widened. “Yeah, you are.” She lean
Chapter 104
Zen’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as the car sped toward the Mega Group headquarters. The morning traffic was surprisingly light, and his mind raced through everything he had to do. His phone buzzed in his pocket, breaking his concentration. He reached over and answered it without hesitation.The screen lit up, and Sinclair’s face appeared on the other end of the video call. His usual sharp expression was replaced by a look of intensity, signaling that he had something important to share.“Zen,” Sinclair said, his voice low, “I’ve got the findings you requested.”Zen’s attention sharpened as he settled into his seat, focusing entirely on Sinclair. “Go ahead. What do you have for me?”Sinclair glanced to the side, clearly looking through his notes before he spoke again. “Raquel—this company you’ve been asking about—is owned by a French businessman. They’re known for producing computers, but...” He paused, his fingers tapping on the screen. “After deep research, we discover
Chapter 103
The next morning, Zen woke up early and was already by the patient’s side. He noticed Diane was awake now, slowly into the room, her eyes heavy from sleep but filled with relief. Her father had improved overnight, and Zen’s work was done.She walked into the room with her hands clasped in front of her, looking as though she wanted to say something, but hesitated. “Tom,” she said quietly, her voice filled with gratitude, “I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done. I know we agreed on payment, but—” She paused, clearly hesitant. “I’ll pay you back in installments, just like we talked about. It’s the least I can do.”Zen didn’t look up from his packing. He continued organizing his things. “Diane, it’s not about the money,” he said in a neutral tone, his voice steady. “I’m just glad I could help. Your father needed it.”She took a few steps closer, her eyes softening. “I meant it when I said I’d pay you back,” she insisted, her tone more earnest now. “I—I don’t think we can eve
