Novel & Cerita Savvy Son-in-law

(Dadi means Grandma and Dadu means Grandpa) ‘Ayye my cupcake.’ Mr. Verma kissed on her cheeks making her giggle. ‘Dad’ came another voice to which Mr. Verma replied ‘Oh my son come have breakfast with us.’ A man of late twenties sat with them. ‘You again started eating sweets. You won’t change Dad.’ He looked disappointedly. Mr. Verma glared at him and said ‘You are my son – in – law so behave like this only.’ Hearing him Mrs. Verma smacked her own head knowing how weird her husband is.

Her mind was made and Dave was the man she preferred for her daughter unfortunately her words weren't anything when her husband had her plans "He's ruining my future…Dave is a good man…I'm already married to him"Sammy shot bitterly and started pacing again. She was in a bad mood after Scott Morgan called both Adam and Dave here. Whatever he was playing at meant trouble "Your dad's insane ways to make sure his son-in-law is capable…he won't listen, "Trisha said, picking up a fashion magazine from the table. Turning around Sammy frowned. Her mom was acting as if the man downstairs wasn't her husband

* STEFFANO That woman really knows how to act. Good thing she’s an actress. That was all I could think about as I walked toward Savvy’s room. She even cried. For a moment, I almost believed the performance — a mother reunited with her children after years apart. Heartwarming. If it were real. But it’s not. Once we both get what we want from each other, this deal is over. “Savvy,” I called. My son didn’t even look at me. He kept playing his PlayStation, fingers moving rapidly over the controller.

"A few tens of thousands is no problem. When my daughter got married, her in-laws promised her a lot of money! My daughter is still very childish, as long as I open my mouth, my daughter will never shut up. The same goes for my son-in-law... Mr. Archie, have you heard of this?" The other party originally had a haughty tone, and when she heard Leona's father mention Archie's name, her body stiffened violently, "What are you saying? What are you saying? You're not joking, are you? Are you dreaming? You wouldn't say that your son-in-law works at Manley's company, would you? Stop it! If your son-in-law works there, he must be making a lot of money! How could you possibly have such a son-in-law?"

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue and said, “How many times do I have to tell you? You’re my daughter-in-law. I’m your father-in-law—it’s like I’m your own father. So call me just like you call your father.” Svanna smiled nervously. She had no choice, so she added, “Sorry, Papa.” Perhaps Russol Sullivan was still quite upset, because the middle-aged man snorted, though he eventually stated his purpose for being here. “Did Nightroe come by?” Honestly, a sudden wave of fear washed over Svanna, dragging her to the bottom of a chasm. She swallowed hard. Russol Sullivan wasn’t a patient man. She didn’t dare make her father-in-law—technically, still her father-in-law—wait too long.

The usual barrage of sarcastic remarks was nowhere to be heard in his father’s presence. Instead, praise and righteous compliments flowed freely for Stefan. “Stefan is a brilliant son-in-law. He’s the one who helped PT Sanjaya Sawit track down the hacker,” Bobby boasted proudly. “Stefan is a hardworking son-in-law who knows how to earn money and treats his wife so well. He once gave his wife ten million rupiahs,” Chyntia chimed in, her face beaming. “Stefan is a smart and reliable brother-in-law, Grandpa. He fixed my broken laptop,” Robert praised with a wide grin.

"Isn't he the son-in-law of the Snow family? Why is he dressed so shabbily?" "You're quite open-minded, huh? You actually set up your wife with so many different men just so she could get pregnant. What's wrong? Are you finally realizing that you've shot yourself in the foot?" "You're an idiot in my honest opinion. At the very least, you shouldn't have set her up with someone so young and handsome. You served your pillar of support to someone else on a silver platter. I bet you're wallowing in regret every single day." I ignored their comments and strode into the hall, immediately coming face-to-face with Clarence, who was balancing a wine glass between his fingers.

“Adam, you know my situation!” “Yes, I do, but just think about it!” he pleaded, taking my hands. “Look, what’s one thing your family and mine have in common? It’s money, right? Both of us are filthy rich, and if your parents are anything like mine, they’re trying to be richer, and a union like ours will be an opportunity for them! Think about it! My family has so many questions, and having me as a son-in-law will elevate their standing like no other!” “A union? Son-in-Law?!" I screeched hysterically. "Adam, what the hell are you talking about? We’re still in high school!”

What does two hundred thousand rupiah get, just for one meal it's gone. "Sonia, don't underestimate me," Nina said. "I'm not underestimating you, that's enough money for you. Just save it," Sonia replied, playing with her hair. "Insolent child, your life will never be glorious if you don't honor your parents!" said Nina. Sonia laughed at Nina, but Nina's life had already begun. Judging by how she treated her son-in-law and grandson-in-law like that. "Don't you have glass at home?" asked Sonia.

Just moments ago, they had been begging like desperate little sluts, pathetic with need. But the moment her daughter's future came up, Susan's attitude flipped completely. Guess it doesn't matter who you are—when it comes to their kids, every parent's the same. Even sluts. I was completely panicking now. But Susan stood her ground. Just as we hit a stalemate, Ariana spoke up. "Mr. Edison, it's not like you can't keep your daughter-in-law. It all depends on what you do next." She threw me a suggestive wink.