All Chapters of Rise of The Trash Son in Law: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The nightmare was far from over. By late afternoon, Stefan was forced to act as Erick’s personal chauffeur on the drive to Bobby’s residence. It was just the two of them inside the company-provided vehicle—whether arranged by Bobby Sanjaya or purely by twist of fate. “Your brain clearly hasn't recovered one hundred percent, Stefan,” Erick sneered from the passenger seat. “Why are you sitting there like a mute? How on earth could you ever become a reliable successor in the Sanjaya family?” Keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead, Stefan replied evenly, “You’re right, Erick. I should probably just run away or drop dead. Whatever I say or do is completely useless anyway.” Erick smirked. “At least your brain is functioning well enough to agree with me. So, what’s your next move?” Stefan remained silent, absorbed in his own thoughts. Quiet as he was, he knew Erick was intentionally provoking him. Erick’s tone grew sharper. “Once we get back, I’m calling Grandpa Sanjaya to report every

“Is it this one, sir?” the driver asked, pointing toward a two-story boarding house. “Yes, right here,” Stefan replied as he handed over the fare. He stepped out of the vehicle, with Lionny following close behind. *Clack!* *Clack!* “Thank you, driver,” Stefan called out with a brief wave. As Stefan and Lionny walked through the front gate toward the staircase, Kay and Frans hurried down to meet them. “Stefan, we need your help! We’ve got some ridiculously tough university assignments.” “I’m really sorry, guys, but I can’t help you tonight,” Stefan said politely. “Please, we just want to learn from you! Alifha mentioned you helped Sanjaya Sawit trace that server breach and embedded an advanced security script to lock down their system,” Kay pressed, eager for his expertise. “Just a quick tutoring session?” Frans pleaded. Stefan gave them a firm, apologetic look. “Maybe another time. My wife really needs to rest.” Without waiting for a counter-offer, Stefan guided Lionny up th

While Stefan was in the bathroom, his phone vibrated and rang continuously. It was now on its sixth missed call. Curious and unable to ignore it any longer, Lionny stepped over to check the screen. *Incoming Call: Grace* *Grace? Why is she still calling Stefan?* Lionny thought to herself. An unfamiliar pang of jealousy tightened in her chest. When Stefan finally emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a crisp white towel, he was greeted by Lionny’s cold glare and suspicious scowl. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Stefan asked, bewildered. Lionny stood frozen, a faint, bitter smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. Without a word, she turned on her heel and walked out of the room, abandoning her usual routine of picking out his work clothes and joining him for breakfast. *Vibrate... Vibrate...* *Vibrate... Vibrate...* “Grace?” Stefan murmured as the screen lit up again. *Ah, that explains it.* He swiped green and brought the phone to his ear. “Stefan! I heard you left Sanjaya Sawit—Al

While Stefan felt genuine sympathy for Sanjaya Techno—especially Mr. Wesley, who was caught in the crossfire of the attack on Sanjaya Sawit—he couldn't erase the memories of the past three years. The relentless emotional abuse from his in-laws, the constant humiliation, and the dismissive insults remained vivid in his mind. He remembered the words he had once spoken to himself: *Who will end up as the real garbage?* Deep down, a quiet desire to see justice served to his wife's family had burned for a long time. The memories were razor-sharp, and the moment of reckoning had arrived entirely on its own terms. Both Mr. Anggara and Mr. Wesley had explicitly warned Bobby that all technical avenues were exhausted. Yet, the moment Stefan’s name was brought up, Bobby cut them off, stubbornly refusing to seek his disgraced son-in-law's help. Instead, Bobby resorted to bluster and empty threats. “Listen to me, Anggara! If your company fails to protect Sanjaya Sawit, I will personally see to i

Three months later. The sky looked dark this afternoon. Black clouds rolled and rumbled, driven by strong winds. Thunder boomed, and lightning flashed repeatedly. Not long after, water poured from the sky, incredibly heavy. Sobs and tears were still falling even though the entourage had arrived back at the late Grandpa Sanjaya's residence, following the funeral service that had just concluded. The atmosphere of grief still enveloped the entire family and the employees of the Sanjaya Group. Hundreds, even thousands of people, consisting of neighbors and company employees, took turns entering the mansion belonging to the late Grandpa Sanjaya to offer their condolences and words of comfort to the bereaved family. That evening, when only the core family and a few servants and guards remained inside, Bobby and his wife approached Stefan and Lionny, who were in their room, exhausted from spending the whole day taking care of Grandpa Sanjaya's remains and attending to the mourning guests.