Billionaire Son-In-law のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 631 - チャプター 640

The Danvers Manor Dining Hall at around 8 PM.The grand dining hall was bathed in a soft light from the crystal chandelier above.The long dining table, draped in white linen, held polished silverware and neatly arranged porcelain plates. The faint clinking of cutlery and quiet conversation filled the air as servants moved to and from the table, serving an assortment of fine dishes.Mr. Danvers sat at the head of the table, joyful look on his face. On his left sat Mrs. Danvers, dressed elegantly, just like the rest of the family and guests. The two families appeared at ease, chatting and enjoying the meal as if it were an ordinary gathering, or they had known each other for a long time.Everyone seemed content. Everyone except for Liam. He sat further down the table with Megan, his posture relaxed but his mood far from it. He knew why they were here. This dinner wasn’t just a chance for two families to connect and one another. It was about marriage, his marriage.He glanced at his par

Rachel's head snapped toward her sister, eyes wide with disbelief. "Aretha, what are you doing?" she whispered, her voice sharper than intended. Her fingers gripped her chair, a flicker of jealousy flashing in her gaze. She had silently hoped that if anyone were to marry Liam, it would be her. Hearing Aretha's bold declaration felt like a betrayal. When Mr. Harrington saw that none of his daughters were objecting, he smiled in relief, "I agree to the proposal. And I don't think either of my daughters has any issue with this.” Mr. Harrington then turned his attention to Liam, gauging his reaction. When he saw the young man’s indifferent expression, a wave of nervousness washed over him. He wondered if perhaps Liam wasn’t as fond of the idea as they’d hoped and he was going to refuse. “To be honest,” Mr. Harrington continued, attempting to ease the tension, “I believe it would be in everyone’s best interest if Liam were to marry both of my daughters. They each bring something valuabl

There was a brief pause as the officer listened to his superior, his gaze shifting toward Alvin, and his family.“Yes, sir. Right away.” The officer hung up and cleared his throat. “The Chief will see you in the conference room, Mr. Danvers.”“Lead the way,” Alvin replied casually. The officer led Alvin, Irene and Megan away, the Harringtons exchanged glances but trailed behind as well.The officer led them through the station, past rows of desks where officers pretended to focus on their work, though their eyes tracked every step of the Danvers family. No one dared to whisper now.They were escorted to a large conference room with a long table in the center. Moments later, the Chief of Police arrived. But he wasn't alone, he was accompanied by three others who followed him. A woman and two men, all dressed in sharp, professional attire. Their serious expressions made it clear they weren’t here for pleasantries.The Chief stepped forward, his gaze shifting to Alvin and the rest of the

Mr. Simpson stood before the mysterious and ominous figures of the Shadow Council. They were of course, the same figures who had been after the ring and had worked alongside him and Salvatore in their shared goal of destroying the Danvers family.However, after repeated failures with no victories to show for it, Salvatore had decided to withdraw from their plans against Liam Danvers and the whole Danvers family. But unlike Salvatore who gave up easily, Simpson wasn’t ready to give up. Instead, he took Salvatore’s place as the Council’s key ally, driven by a relentless determination to see the Danvers family brought to ruin.And it had worked out. The Shadow Council had been the true power backing the Simpson family all along. They were the real reason the Simpson family was bold enough to start challenging the Danvers family head one. This secretive organization controlled far more than most could imagine, from major global events to influential corporations, even extending their rea

"I’ll try to get the truth out of her," Irene said, sounding very determined.After some time, the family was told they had to leave. The officer on duty approached them, his expression blank but his tone respectful,"Visiting hours are over. You'll have to leave now," he said, his gaze shifting briefly toward Liam before returning to Alvin and Irene.Alvin felt annoyed that he was told to leave, but he nodded, not wanting to cause a scene that might make things worse. He placed a hand on Liam's shoulder through the metal bars, gripping it firmly. "Stay strong, son. We’re going to get you out of this." His eyes bore into Liam’s, a silent promise passing between them.Liam smiled weakly, giving a small nod, his face calm but his eyes sharp with confidence. "I know you will," he replied, his voice low but certain.One by one, the family began to leave, each offering Liam a look of reassurance. Irene was the last to go. She glanced over her shoulder. She hated seeing him locked up, her ey