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The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 79
Zen’s gaze locked onto Silas, his expression calm but his eyes flashing with a dangerous intensity. “So, this is how you like to handle things? Thought you’d finally stand up to someone, Silas?”Silas sneered, but there was a flicker of fear in his eyes. “You think you’re something cause you managed to pull a fast on me with pure luck—”Zen’s smirk widened. “I think we both know luck had nothing to do with it.” He took a step closer, hands relaxed at his sides, his presence radiating an authority that made everyone in the room hold their breath.“Stay back,” Silas snapped, his voice wavering as he tried to maintain his composure.Zen chuckled softly. “Oh, now you’re worried?”Silas glared, but his posture had shifted, more defensive than before. He glanced around, seeking support, but the others kept their eyes on the floor, unwilling to meet Zen’s gaze.“I don’t have time to play with you, Silas,” Zen murmured, his tone almost bored. “But maybe a quick reminder wouldn’t hurt.”He mov
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 80
The night was cool and crisp as Zen stepped onto the deck of his yacht, taking in the gentle sway of the water beneath him. The lights from the city reflected off the waves, casting shimmering patterns on the boat. Just ahead, leaning against the railing with a glass in hand, Sinclair turned, a grin spreading across his face as he spotted Zen approaching. “Thought you’d never make it,” Sinclair teased, raising his glass in greeting. Zen smirked, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Didn’t want to keep you waiting too long.” He looked around, taking in the luxurious setup. “But tell me, when are you finally going to get your own yacht, Sinclair? This ‘borrowing’ act is getting old.” Sinclair laughed, an easy, carefree sound. “Who says I don’t have my own?” he replied, eyes twinkling with mischief. “In fact, I have more yachts than a three-year-old can count. I just happen to like *this* one the best.” Zen raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “So, you’re telling
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 81
Zen’s eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the soft morning light spilling through the window. He turned his head and spotted Keisha, sitting across the room with her arms folded, watching him with a casual smile. Her presence caught him off guard.“Morning, sleepyhead,” she said with a smirk.Zen blinked, then let out a sigh, rolling onto his back. “I overslept,” he muttered, a bit annoyed with himself. “Not like me at all.”Keisha raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening. “Even the mighty Zen has his off days, it seems.”Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes, then looked at her with suspicion. “How did you get in here? I lock my doors every night.”She held up a shiny key, dangling it between her fingers with a playful grin. “Spare key. Thought you’d remember I keep one.”Zen sighed, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Of course you do.” He ran a hand through his hair, then fixed her with a curious stare. “Since you’re here, Keisha… explain your schedule to me.”Keisha blinked, clearly t
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 82
On the day of the gala, the Albrecht Estate was alive with energy. Cars lined up in a procession at the gates, with chauffeurs stepping out to open doors for the city’s elite. Inside the sprawling ballroom, the hum of conversation was only interrupted by the occasional clink of glasses or bursts of laughter. Waiters moved swiftly through the crowd, trays balanced, while the soft melody of a live quartet filled the air.Zen’s car pulled into the driveway, sleek and understated compared to the flashy limousines that preceded it. As he stepped out, two young attendants rushed forward. “Mr. Diel,” one said, bowing slightly. “Welcome to the gala. Let us guide you inside.” Zen adjusted his cuffs and gave a curt nod. “Lead the way.” The attendants escorted him through the grand entrance, where the doors opened to reveal the glittering scene inside. The air smelled faintly of expensive perfume and polished wood, every detail carefully curated to impress. Zen’s gaze scanned the room
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 83
Zen turned slightly, scanning the crowd. His eyes landed on Rosalia, who stood a few feet away, her soft smile aimed directly at him. She looked stunning, her emerald-green gown flowing gracefully as she approached him. "Tom," she said, her voice warm and teasing, "I thought I’d never get through that sea of people to find you." “Rosalia,” he said, his lips curving into a faint smile. “You look like you’re enjoying yourself.” She gave a small laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “You could say that, though I don’t think ‘enjoying’ is the right word. Awkwardly surviving? Maybe.” Zen arched a brow, the corners of his mouth twitching with amusement. “Awkward, huh? What’s awkward about mingling with a bunch of over-dressed people waiting to make power plays?” Rosalia rolled her eyes, stepping closer. “You’re forgetting the forced smiles, empty compliments, and the undercurrent of judgment in every conversation. It’s exhausting.” Zen chuckled softly, tilting his head
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 84
Zen turned slowly, his eyes locking onto the man who had called out. His tone was sharp and mocking, cutting through the air like a whip. The man was tall, his stance brimming with arrogance as he squared his shoulders and stepped forward. Rosalia’s smile faltered, and she instinctively stood from her chair. “Jun, what are you doing?” Jun ignored her, his eyes focused entirely on Zen. “I’m asking what right he has to be sitting here with you.” Zen’s expression was unreadable, but there was a flicker of annoyance in his gaze. He stayed calm, leaning slightly on the back of the chair he’d just pulled out for Rosalia. “And who are you to decide that?” Jun scoffed, his lips twisting into a bitter smile. “Who am I? That’s rich coming from someone like you. Do you even know where you are? Do you have any idea the kind of people in this room?” “I’m well aware,” Zen said evenly, his voice low but commanding. “Now, why don’t you explain why this concerns you?” Jun’s hand clenched i
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 85
Zen's gaze remained steady as the man took another step closer, the condescension dripping from his tone. “Hey! Look!” Someone echoed. “That’s Mr. Yaya. Jun’s father. What’s he doing here?” Another voice echoed. “Do you even understand the weight of the people in this room, Tom?” Yaya’s voice was loud enough to draw more eyes to their corner. “Men who have built empires, shaped industries, and created legacies. And then there’s you—scraping by, pretending to fit into a world you clearly don’t belong to.” Rosalia, her frustration evident, stepped forward again. “Mr. Yaya, this is getting out of hand. You have no right—” “Stay out of it, Mrs. Rosalia,” Yaya snapped, his eyes narrowing. “You don’t understand the stakes here. This is about respect, and this boy has none.” Jun smirked as he pushed his uncle’s hands off himself, crossing his arms as he looked Zen up and down. “He doesn’t just lack respect, Father—he lacks everything. Power, influence, wealth. What does he have? A
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 86
The room hung in stunned silence, the air thick with disbelief. Yaya remained on his knees, his voice breaking as he groveled toward Zen. His head bowed so low it seemed he might sink into the marble floor. “Please, I’ll do anything!” Yaya’s words poured out like a flood, his hands trembling as they gripped the floor beneath him. “Just—just call them back. Restore my distribution channels. I can fix this! I’ll pay whatever you want!” Jun stared at his father, horror and confusion warring on his face. His voice came out sharp, cutting through the murmurs beginning to rise around the room. “Dad! What are you doing?” Jun took a step closer, grabbing Yaya by the arm. “Get up! Why are you kneeling to him?” Yaya barely turned, his eyes wild with desperation. “Let go of me, Jun! You don’t understand what’s happening here!” “I don’t understand?” Jun’s voice cracked as his confusion turned to anger. “You’re humiliating yourself! Him? He’s nothing! A useless son—” *SMACK!* Yaya’s ha
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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
