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Worthless Son-In-law in Disguise 142. The dangerous Device.
As the words "a gun" left her lips, she felt bewilderment creep up her neck. Could it truly be a gun that caused the tire to burst?Did someone shoot out their tire? She didn't have time to investigate further. Doubt crept in as she ran her hands through her hair. If she didn't get a move on, she'd be late before the bomb went off. "Gun?" The driver echoed, turning to face her with raised eyebrows. She nodded, already growing impatient. "A fucking bullet. I don't have time to check the type of bullet now," she muttered, more to herself than the driver. Checking her pocket for money, she continued, "I better find another taxi. Here, for your trouble." She pressed the money into his hand, not waiting for change. Being late was not an option. Arguing would only waste more precious minutes.She stepped onto the roadside as she glanced back and forth for another taxi, but none appeared on the empty street. With a huff of frustration, she slammed her fists against a pole.If waiting wa
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"Huh?" blinked in confusion as his eyes traveled to her hands. She was carrying a file folder clutched to her chest as she walked in. Henry quickly stood in her way.Her head arched towards him. "Excuse me," she said politely but firmly, side stepping around him and entering the office. Though, her movements came to a halt as her eyes caught the view of the office.“What the hell?!” She exclaimed.Shit! Henry cursed. He looked past her and saw the state the room was in. Papers and folders scattered everywhere, furniture toppled over. Almost everywhere she stepped, there was a new file for her leg to step on. It no longer resembled an office, but more like a place where a struggle had taken place.Irene slowly turned around, her eyes scanning the chaos. Her forehead creased deeper with each new discovery.Henry could see the questions building up in her eyes, ready to burst out. Irene felt a momentary fear when she saw the scene, but she tried to calm herself. She examined Henry close
Worthless Son-In-law in Disguise 144:
The lights of the bomb's components were off, and the timer had gone blank, blending in the darkness. Henry opened Clifford's drawer, took out a torch, and switched it on.He positioned it to shine on the bomb so he could see clearly.There were some parts of it that were still emitting light, but they gradually went dark. Henry couldn't believe how relieved he felt at that moment. He took a deep breath, realizing that everything was returning to normal and that a new tragedy wouldn't occur in Green Hill City. Simon's plans had already failed. Everything had crumbled before his eyes.As the last glow of the bomb died away, Henry's gaze drifted to Irene. In the torchlight, he saw a wide smile of relief and joy splitting her face. His eyes couldn't help but reflect with gratitude towards her. If not for her quick wits, who knows how many lives might have been lost this night? She had saved his father's legacy, the company he'd spent decades building.At that moment, Henry wanted noth
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"Get in,” he said gruffly, his gaze fixed on the road ahead of them.Though his expression was stern, she recognized the annoyance in his tight jaw. With a nervous smile, she pulled open the passenger door. A rush of cool air greeted her, bringing instant relief from the heat. Her cotton top clung to her damp skin, but in the car's chill she saw no need to remove it just yet. Sliding into the seat and banging the door shut, she glanced at Henry. Priscilla sighed, leaning her head back as the cool air dried the sweat on her skin. His grip tightened on the steering wheel as he shot her a sidelong glance. "You've got some explaining to do." She nodded, eyes downcast. As the car pulled away from the curb, she launched into her story. "I know, I'm sorry. When I got the message, I flagged a taxi and rushed down but something seemed off from the start. The tires suddenly burst and I had to leave the taxi for another one. The other taxi came back and it turned out it was part of the plan
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Henry's mind raced with confusion. What was Irene doing here? He had only expected to find Priscilla after she covered him with a blanket the night before. "How did you get in?" he asked Irene. She tilted her head, a playful smile on her lips."You were dead to the world when I arrived," she replied. "Snoring like a chainsaw in the garden, might I add." She chuckled at the memory. "I tried waking you at first, making plenty of noise as I cleaned. Banging drawers, blasting the vacuum." Her smile turned sly. "But you slept through it all. So I decided to let you rest and tidy up instead."Irene took a step back, leaning against the doorframe once more. "You must've been more tired than I thought. I'm just glad you're finally up." Henry was still as confused, but he merely shrugged, going into the bathroom to dress up.After getting dressed into his usual suit and suit pants, Henry exited his room and glanced over the banister. Irene stood below, her forehead creased in concentration
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"Oh," Henry said, his voice calm yet tense as he absorbed her words. His body went still, every muscle taut as if bracing for impact. A frown line formed between his brows while the corners of his mouth turned down ever so slightly. He understood where this was heading now. "You see, Jade was different when we first met," she began, her eyes growing misty as she recalled those early days. A small, bittersweet smile played at the corners of her mouth. "He was a really good guy. He had a way of advising me, guiding me on what to do and what not to do." Her hands gestured animatedly as she spoke, as if shaping the memory in the air before her. "His vibes were so nice that I couldn't help but fall for him," she admitted, a pink blush rising in her cheeks at the revelation. Her smile widened for a moment before fading, and she paused, eyes growing distant as her mind wandered back in time. Her body stilled, hands falling limply into her lap as the past claimed her.After a long moment,
Worthless Son-In-law in Disguise 148.
Priscilla lowered the barbell onto the rack with a satisfied sigh, finishing her last set of squats for the morning. Her muscles burned pleasantly from the intense workout. After a quick stretch to cool down, she grabbed her towel and water bottle. On the way out of the gym, she wiped the sweat from her brow and took a long drink. The café across the street was just opening as Priscilla arrived. She ordered an egg white scramble and fruit salad, finding a small table by the window. As she ate, she watched the morning traffic go by and let her body unwind. Feeling reenergized, she checked the time - still plenty of morning left. Priscilla dumped her dishes and hustled back across the street, eager to get in another session before work. The familiar sounds and smells of the gym surrounded her as she stepped inside, ready to push herself even further.Priscilla finished tying the ribbon in her hair and glanced at her reflection, checking her appearance. As she turned to leave, one of th
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Stepping out of the kitchen, she stopped in her tracks. On the table sat a plate, crumbs scattered around its edges. She sighed, lifting the plate and carrying it back to the sink. As she passed the dining chairs, a subtle scent caught her attention. Leaning down, she inhaled softly. It was a light perfume, certainly not the strong cologne of a man. Yet the fragrance seemed familiar... But she had no time for guessing games. Shaking her head, she strode to the front door and pulled it open. The morning sunlight greeted her as she stepped outside and started down the road that led to Ms. Susan's mansion in the distance. Whoever had been here, and left that faint perfume trailing in their wake, would have to remain a mystery for now. She had an appointment to keep. As she approached the mansion, the tall iron gates swung open with a creak. The gatekeeper peered out from his small guardhouse and offered a nod of recognition. "Good morning, miss. Back again for your training, I see."
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