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The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 56
Zen settled into the plush seat opposite Sinclair, the yacht gently rocking beneath them as the water lapped against its sides. Sinclair swirled his drink, his eyes narrowing as he leaned forward slightly, his tone casual but carrying a sharp edge. “Chief, what about the slow poison being snuck into the city?” Sinclair asked, his voice cutting through the breeze. Zen’s expression didn’t change, but his eyes flickered. He leaned back, crossing his arms. “It’s nothing serious—just another group trying to make a name for themselves. We’ve dealt with worse.” Sinclair raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. “You seem pretty calm for someone who was bothered about poison circulating around your city.” “I handle things before they become a problem,” Zen replied coolly, his tone dismissive. “But thanks for the concern, I made Keisha handle all that. There was no fun in it anymore.” “So let me get this straight, you broke into the warehouse, interrogated a member, found out their secret plan and
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 57
The golden light of the sun bathed the yacht in a warm glow as Zen and Sinclair continued to lounge, the conversation momentarily lulled into silence. The distant sounds of the marina and the soft hum of the waves were the only noises that filled the air.Suddenly, Zen’s phone buzzed on the table. He glanced at the screen and saw Rosalia’s name flashing. With a sigh, he picked up the call, putting it on speaker."Tom," Rosalia's voice was smooth, teasing. "It's been ages since we last caught up. What’s keeping you so busy that you can’t spare a moment for an old friend?"Zen smirked, leaning back and letting his gaze wander over the horizon. "Well, it’s been a bit busy around here.""Come on," she pressed. "I don’t believe you’ve been that buried in work. I was thinking we should have a proper catch-up. Maybe dinner? You owe me that much after bailing last time."Zen chuckled. "Dinner sounds nice, but I’ve got something better in mind. Why don’t you come by and watch my students’ pres
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 58
***FLASHBACK BEGINS**Zen sat in the passenger seat of a large 4x4 truck, his hand loosely gripping the gun resting in his lap. The vast desert stretched endlessly before him, barren, quiet, and soaked in heat that made the horizon waver. His eyes scanned the nothingness, trying to find something — anything — but there was nothing. Only silence. Kelvin, his friend and fellow soldier, sat behind the wheel, whistling absentmindedly before turning to Zen with a smirk. “Why are we even here, man?” Kelvin asked, half-laughing. “Who attacks a desert? We’ve been staring at the sand for hours.”Zen, his face expressionless, shrugged. “Orders.”“Orders, my ass,” Kelvin chuckled. “You’re too serious. It’s like you’re waiting for something to crawl out of the sand and attack you.”“Anything can happen,” Zen replied, his tone was flat but with an underlying sense of certainty.Kelvin shook his head, grinning. “Yeah, and pigs might fly too. Come on, be serious for once and stop acting like a kid
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 59
***FLASHBACK CONTINUES***Zen sat in the back of the taxi, the low hum of the city barely cutting through the driver’s nonstop chatter. The cab swayed gently as it passed through winding streets. Zen stared out of the window, his mind lost in a thousand thoughts. The gun from earlier now felt like a distant memory, though his grip on control never wavered. But the driver? The driver wouldn’t stop talking.“You know, I’ve driven all over the city,” the driver said, his excitement was palpable. “But never, not once, have I ever been inside this estate! You rich folks, man, you live in another world.”Zen glanced at him, expression unreadable, but the driver didn’t seem to need any encouragement. He was talking enough for both of them.“And who would’ve thought,” the driver went on, practically bouncing in his seat, “that I’d be the one to finally get through those gates! All because I got to carry you, huh? It’s crazy! All those years of driving the same streets, looking up at those big
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 60
***FLASHBACK CONTINUES***Zen clenched his fists, his eyes were still fixed on the cracked statue as he struggled to steady his breath. The rage inside him simmered, but he knew he had to pull it together. Clearing his throat, he turned back to Keisha, who still knelt on the ground, her head bowed. “Stand up,” he said, his voice was rougher than he intended.Keisha rose to her feet immediately, her eyes meeting his without hesitation. Zen ran a hand through his hair and exhaled deeply. “Sorry you had to see me like that... in such a sour state.”She didn’t respond right away, her usual stoic expression never wavering. It was clear she’d been by his side long enough to know better than to comment on his emotions. Still, there was a flicker of concern in her eyes.Zen straightened, forcing his voice to remain calm. “Who killed him?”The question hung in the air for a moment, the weight of it making the silence unbearable. Keisha lowered her gaze slightly. “I don’t know,” she admitted.
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 61
***FLASHBACK CONTINUES***Zen stepped back inside the mansion, his mind racing as he approached his grandfather. If he was going to uncover the truth behind Tom’s death, this was the only way. He found his grandfather sitting in the dimly lit room, the old man’s gaze steady, waiting for Zen’s answer.“Yes, I will be Tom,” Zen said, his voice was low but firm.His grandfather's lips curled into a slight smile, with a glimmer of relief in his eyes. “Thank you for receiving the family,” he said quietly, his tone carrying both gratitude and exhaustion. “You’re doing what is necessary, Zen.”Zen’s chest tightened at the mention of his real name, but he swallowed the discomfort. From this point forward, he was no longer Zen. He was Tom, the quiet, unassuming brother who had barely made a mark on the world.His grandfather slowly rose from his chair and pointed to a set of worn-out clothes folded neatly on a chair in the corner of the room. “Those are some of Tom’s old clothes. You’ll need t
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 62
***FLASHBACK CONTINUES***Zen gripped the mop tightly as he moved across the living room floor, his eyes scanning the grand room. The thought of living Tom’s life, the strangeness of being in his brother’s shoes, sat heavily on his shoulders. He pushed the mop rhythmically, lost in thought about the reality he was now forced to accept.Suddenly, the front door burst open, and the sound of heavy footsteps filled the air. "I’m home! Get me some food! Where are the chefs?" a loud voice called out, breaking the quiet of the mansion.Zen looked up from the floor, startled by the sudden intrusion. His eyes landed on a man with an arrogant smirk plastered across his face. Paul, Tom’s brother-in-law. Zen recognized him from pictures among the one’s at his grandfather’s place, though they had never met in person. From the look on Paul’s face, he didn’t seem the least bit interested in Zen—or rather, Tom."Wait up! Look at the floor—I’m mopping," Zen called out, his voice was firm but polite. H
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 63
****FLASHBACK CONTINUES***Zen stretched out on the mattress, his back uncomfortably pressing into the tiles underneath as it compressed under his weight. He stared up at the ceiling, trying to reconcile the life his brother Tom had lived with what he was now enduring. It had only been a few days since he’d taken on his brother’s identity, but the constant mistreatment gnawed at him. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep up the façade without snapping.Malia’s glare still lingered in his mind, the way she had looked at him when he mistakenly jumped on the bed. Her words echoed in his head, "I think the accident really did a number on you," she had said coldly. "You’ve forgotten where you sleep." She pointed to the pitiful mattress on the floor without a hint of sympathy, her face etched with disdain.Now, lying on that very mattress, he couldn't help but feel a growing disgust for the situation his brother had been trapped in. How had Tom lived like this for over four years? M
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Chapter 137
The press conference was a masterclass in corporate theater. Zen stood on the podium at the future site of Skyline, the skeletal framework of the unfinished building rising behind him like the bones of a slumbering giant. Construction equipment gleamed in the afternoon sun, workers in Mega-branded safety gear positioned strategically in the background.Camera flashes punctuated his arrival as journalists frantically took notes. The city's most prominent business reporters had rushed to the site following Mega's cryptic announcement of "significant developments regarding the Skyline project."Zen adjusted the microphone, his expression betraying nothing of the calculated vengeance driving his actions. Sinclair stood to the side, scanning the crowd with practiced vigilance, while Keisha managed the press at the perimeter."Good afternoon," Zen began, his voice carrying across the assembled media with commanding precision. "Thank you for joining us on such short notice. Today marks a sig
Chapter 136
Night had fallen across the city as Zen sat alone in his office, the only illumination coming from his desk lamp and the soft glow of his computer screen. The Rossi loan documents were spread before him, each page meticulously annotated with his observations. The evidence was damning—predatory terms, hidden clauses, and what appeared to be deliberate manipulation of financial projections to ensure default.Mrs. Rossi had overplayed her hand, and now Zen had everything he needed to take control of the Skyline project.A soft ping from his security system alerted him to movement in the outer office. Zen glanced at his watch—11:47 PM. The cleaning staff had already finished hours ago, and his assistant had left shortly after six.He wasn't expecting anyone.With calmness, Zen closed the folder containing the loan documents and slid it into his desk drawer. He then pressed a concealed button beneath his desk, activating the silent recording system he'd installed for exactly this type of s
Chapter 135
The Skyline project dominated the horizon, its partially completed towers rising like monoliths against the afternoon sky. Construction cranes swung in choreographed precision, while teams of workers navigated the massive structure with efficiency. Despite being 15 percent complete, the development already commanded attention—a testament to Tom's architectural vision and business ambition.Zen stood at the edge of the site, ostensibly reviewing progress reports while actually conducting a far more strategic assessment. Following Wilson's revelations about the underground infrastructure connections, a personal inspection had become necessary."The north tower foundation is proceeding ahead of schedule," James Wilson explained as they walked the perimeter. "Structural integrity tests exceeded specifications by twelve percent.""And the sublevel excavation?" Zen asked, his attention focused on the massive pit that would eventually become the project's underground parking and service are
Chapter 134
Back in Zen’s Home country, after the whole heat has died down.Evelyn Rossi's office occupied the entire top floor of the Rossi Enterprises headquarters, a testament to both her inflated sense of importance and desperate need for the appearance of power. Floor-to-ceiling windows provided a 360-degree view of the city, including—Zen noted with satisfaction—a perfect sightline to the Skyline project rising in the distance. A project she'd foolishly leveraged her company to infiltrate."Mr. Diel," she greeted as he was ushered in by her assistant. Her voice carried the brittle warmth of someone trying to mask anxiety behind social pleasantries. "What an unexpected pleasure. I was beginning to think you were avoiding me."Zen moved into the spacious office with confident strides, each step calculated to remind her who truly held power in this room. He didn't wait for her invitation before settling comfortably in the chair opposite her desk."Avoiding you, Evelyn? Quite the contrary. I've
Chapter 133
The yacht cut through darkening waters, its engines humming at three-quarter power as it navigated away from Saint-Malo's harbor. Security personnel had settled into cruising positions—two on the aft deck, one on the forward observation point, and two inside the main cabin with Zharkov and Nia. The remaining guards were likely positioned on the bridge and in the engine room, maintaining operational security throughout the vessel.Zen and Henri remained concealed near the outer deck storage compartments, using the shadows cast by the yacht's exterior lighting to avoid detection. The increasing distance from shore worked in their favor—intervention from harbor authorities becoming less likely with each passing minute."Approaching optimal position," Henri noted quietly, checking the GPS coordinates on his tactical device. "Five minutes to designated extraction point."Zen nodded. They had identified a stretch of water approximately three nautical miles from shore—far enough to avoid imm
Chapter 132
Saint-Malo's ancient granite walls rose against the darkening sky, silhouetted by the setting sun as it dipped into the English Channel. The medieval fortifications had withstood centuries of sieges and storms, but now they served as mere backdrop to a far more immediate conflict. NiaZen studied the waterfront property through high-powered binoculars, his position on a neighboring rooftop offering optimal surveillance while maintaining adequate distance. The target—a modernist villa constructed with obvious disregard for the historic surroundings—sat directly on the water, complete with private dock where a sleek yacht waited, engines idling."Preparations for immediate departure," he noted, observing increased activity around the vessel. "Security detail?"Beside him, Henri adjusted his own observation equipment. "Eight visible. Professionally positioned. Two on the main approach, two patrolling the perimeter, four on the property itself.""Armed?""Concealed, but evident from their
Chapter 131
"Eighty-five seconds," the commander announced with professional detachment. "More than enough time for my departure, but rather challenging for yours."Zen maintained his aim, mind calculating options with cold efficiency. The commander held a decisive advantage with Catherine as hostage, but his announced departure suggested a tactical opportunity—he needed to move, which meant a moment of vulnerability."Your men upstairs?" Zen asked. "They're aware of Protocol Omega?"A flicker of something—annoyance, perhaps—crossed the commander's face. "My team understands operational necessities."Expendable assets, then. The commander had no intention of extracting his full team. Only himself, with Catherine as insurance, and the evidence they'd recovered.Catherine had remained silent, her posture tense but controlled. Now she caught Zen's gaze with deliberate intent, her eyes flicking briefly toward the ceiling—a message.Zen followed her glance, noting a specific pattern in the cellar's ov
Chapter 130
The chateau had transformed from elegant estate to tactical battleground in a matter of minutes. Emergency systems filled corridors with obscuring mist while strategic power failures created a disorienting environment of alternating darkness and strobing emergency lights. The cacophony of alarms, sprinklers, and intermittent gunfire completed the sensory disruption Sinclair had engineered."Status?" Zen asked as Sinclair emerged from the safe room, moving with obvious discomfort but determination."Mobile, armed, and extremely irritated," Sinclair replied, accepting the weapon Zen offered him. "Evacuation route?""Compromised," Zen stated, gesturing to the bound Marie. "She's been working with Marcus. Likely provided the layout and security details."Sinclair's eyes narrowed as he took in the situation. "Dr. Benoit?""Uncertain. Claims loyalty to Catherine."Benoit straightened, indignation overcoming caution. "I've served Catherine faithfully for years. Marie is the traitor, not me."
Chapter 129
Zen assessed their deteriorating tactical situation with cold precision. The intruders had effectively split their forces—one team maintaining pressure on him and Henri, another moving toward Sinclair's location, and likely a third searching for Catherine and the evidence drives."We need to reach Sinclair," he told Henri. "Before they do."Henri nodded grimly. "Secondary passage through the library. Concealed door behind the east bookcase."They moved in coordinated retreat, covering each other's movements while maintaining suppressive fire to slow the intruders' advance. The smoke provided useful cover, but it would dissipate soon, eliminating that advantage.As they reached the library, a sudden burst of gunfire from another section of the chateau confirmed Zen's assessment—the attack was proceeding on multiple fronts simultaneously."That came from near the kitchen," Henri noted, concern evident in his voice. "The safe room...""Sinclair's armed," Zen reminded him. "And Marie is w
