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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
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 64
***FLASHBACK CONTINUES***Zen stepped into the garden, relishing the brief moment of solitude. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the lush greenery. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of blooming flowers, trying to shake off the suffocating atmosphere of the mansion. Just as he was beginning to unwind, his mother-in-law, approached him, her expression unreadable."Tom!" she called out, her voice sharp against the serene backdrop. "I’m glad I found you. I have something important to discuss."He turned to face her, forcing a smile. "What is it?"She stepped closer, her demeanor shifting from stern to almost conspiratorial. "I’ve been thinking about your future here. I want to gift you a piece of land in Santa fizzo."Zen raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "That sounds generous. What’s the catch?""No catch, just a gesture of goodwill, you do clean a lot," his mother-in-law insisted, gesturing towards a nearby table laden with papers. "I’ve prepared the documents fo
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Chapter 111
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
