WORHTLESS SON IN LAW

The car sped through the streets, the city lights flashing past as Rebecca leaned back, her eyes closed. Her face was calm, but the faint cough that escaped her lips betrayed a hint of vulnerability. Ethan lay unconscious beside her, his breathing shallow but steady.“Miss Rebecca, the mayor has invited you to a private dinner with the Chamber of Commerce tonight,” her secretary, William, spoke up from the front seat, glancing at her through the rearview mirror. “Shall I confirm your attendance?”Rebecca opened her eyes, her gaze sharp. “Cancel it. I have other priorities right now.”William raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “Other priorities? Are you referring to… him?” He gestured towards Ethan’s limp form.“Watch your tone, William,” Rebecca’s voice was cold and firm. “Just make sure we get to the hospital quickly.”“Yes, Miss Rebecca,” he replied, though the mocking tone didn’t entirely leave his voice. “But I must say, it’s quite uncharacteristic of you to pi

Ethan wandered along the main street, his steps heavy and aimless. The bustling city around him blurred into a haze of lights and noise, but he barely noticed. His mind was consumed by the memory of his father’s voice in his dream, filled with disappointment and disapproval.“Why, Father?” he muttered to himself, kicking a pebble down the pavement. “Why did you believe in me when I’ve done nothing but fail?”The words echoed in his head, mingling with the fresh sting of rejection from Rebecca. She hadn’t said much when she dismissed him, but her silence had spoken volumes. He sighed, feeling the weight of his entire life pressing down on him.“What am I supposed to do now?” he whispered, his voice lost in the evening breeze.Suddenly, the screech of tires broke through his thoughts. A sleek Bentley pulled up sharply in front of him, blocking his path. Ethan’s heart skipped a beat as the car door swung open and several men in black suits stepped out, their expressions stern.“Mr. Etha

William stared at the screen of his phone, then back at Rebecca, confusion etched on his face. “You want me to reinstate the Williams family’s invitation to the banquet?”Rebecca nodded, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”“But, Miss Rebecca,” William hesitated, his brow furrowed, “you just instructed me to revoke it. Now you want to invite them again?”“Yes, William, I changed my mind,” Rebecca said calmly, leaning back in her chair. “I want them there. I want them to see Ethan.”William blinked, clearly baffled. “Ethan? What does he have to do with the Williams family?”Rebecca’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Everything. Let’s just say I’m curious to see how they react.”“But why?” William pressed, his curiosity getting the better of him. “What are you planning, Miss Rebecca?”“I’m not planning anything,” Rebecca said lightly, though the glint in her eyes suggested otherwise. “I just want them to see the man they’ve undere

Back at the banquet, Rebecca watched the guests milling around, her eyes scanning the room with amusement. William approached her, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern.“Miss Rebecca, you seem very interested in Mr. Ethan’s affairs,” he observed cautiously.Rebecca sipped her wine, her smile enigmatic. “I am, William. He’s… intriguing.”William hesitated, then asked, “What is it about him that’s caught your attention?”Rebecca’s eyes sparkled with a secret joy. “He’s resilient, humble, and determined. He’s been broken and humiliated, but he’s still standing.”William frowned slightly. “But do you really think he can make a difference?”Rebecca’s smile widened, a playful glint in her eyes. “I don’t just think, William. I know. And I’m looking forward to watching him prove everyone wrong.”She turned her gaze to the entrance, anticipation thrumming in her veins. The banquet would be the perfect stage for the Williams family—and everyone else—to see the beginning of Ethan’s tra

“Miss Rebecca, the invitation cards are ready and we will send them out the following day,” Williams reported his task to his boss, who merely acknowledged with a nod. He could tell something was going on in her mind, but what? “Get some herbs and send it to Ethan tomorrow,” Rebecca instructed him “Ethan?” William's countenance turned sour, his face like he tasted Citrus. “That low life…” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper “Did you say something?” Rebecca retorted. Sensing an attitude “No, Ma’am, I will do as you have instructed,” Williams replied, hiding his disgust behind a pretentious smile. He had a lot to say, especially about that worthless Ethan, but he knew Rebecca would not have it, so he kept quiet. “Have it in mind that the herbs must be of high quality. In fact the older the better,” Rebecca said before walking away. “Yes, Ma’am,” William replied, still forcing his smile. He could not understand why the mighty Rebecca would stoop so low to rub shoulders w