Savvy Son-in-law Novels & Stories

Mr. Joyce sat right in front of Audrey, smiling sarcastically. He did not expect the courage of the bitch in front of him. After exhaling his rough breath, he immediately opened his mouth to reply to Audrey's words… “What? You're my son-in-law? Are you not mistaken? Aren't you a co-worker at the office!” said Mr. Joyce in a loud voice? “That's right! We are indeed working together. We can even enlarge our company in the future! I didn't expect that my father-in-law is a great person who has a palace and a golden child!” Audrey said her words of praise that made it clear she was trying to win his heart.

Sophie patted her forehead and muttered, “I’ve been absent-minded lately! I almost forgot that Darryl is a live-in son-in-law. How can he have any money when he is sponging off from your family?” Lily was unhappy but she remained quiet.

“You, Miserable Brother-in-law! Stop fantasizing! I know you've gone a bit crazy after you left prison, but we beg you not to show us your madness!” Derick gaped. Has the son-in-law gone mad? Tomorrow? Marvin will provide a month's supply of crude oil? “Marvin, you can't even take care of yourself, how are you going to help our family business?! Stop your bullshit!” Raymond stood up and clapped his hands, as if giving Marvin a look of admiration. He sneered contemptuously, “You just got out of jail, Fool, don't ever embarrass yourself in front of your own wife's family. Lick the soles of my shoes now, and we'll forget about your crazy talk just now.” Raymond crossed his arms over his chest i

“Listen, Leia, you’ve been working for me for over six years now and I trust you more than I trust any other woman besides my wife, Olivia. You’re beautiful and smart, you have your head screwed on straight, and you’re headstrong. I mean, you whipped this company and my meetings into shape within the first five months of you being employed here; there couldn’t be a more perfect match for Christian.” I still can’t believe he’s asking me to do this. My boss might be the most down-to-earth billionaire out there, but his son, Christian, is another story altogether. Nearing 30, he still acts like a frat boy and has slept with nearly half of Manhattan's most eligible women. While I’m here with my

ANTHONY’S POV “I almost drowned once when I was a little boy. It wasn’t a fun experience. Not to mention a pregnant woman being put in that situation. It must not have been an easy one. I’m going to see that my daughter-in-law is fine.” Just like grandpa, I’d say I also inherited the gift of spotting bullshit from a mile away. I do not doubt that he wants to see how Sonia’s doing for himself, but that’s not all he’ll be doing. He’s going to drill her in the sweetest way possible, prying out information from her until she unknowingly breaks.

Every charge was worded precisely: my deliberate refusal to sign the agreement, my open defiance of the family elders, my alleged cooperation with the Calloways to fabricate false evidence of death with intent to destroy the Hartley family's reputation. Calculated, surgical, every word a weapon. This had been the script last time too. It just came a little later this time because I'd held my nerve, and that had slowed them down. "Dad. Don't waste your anger on him." He let out a short, hard sound. "Divorce is the best thing that could happen. The Calloways have no use for a son-in-law like that." I folded the papers and set them on the nightstand. "I'm not signing this yet."

Haven entered following the burly man, the others trailing behind him. Arriving at the living room, right there, a man with a rather thick mustache and wearing a suit, sat cross-legged on a pile of money on his desk. "Lawyer Bliss, long time no see for three years." Haven took a step closer, he stood in front of Bliss' lawyer with a glare. "Aren't you Haven Clark, the son-in-law of the Lee family? What do you have to do here?" asked Bliss' lawyer mockingly, laughing arrogantly, a few hours ago he saw the news of Alice Lee's divorce via social media.

Mavin said smugly. Kevin looked at his son and patted him on the shoulder, "That's my son, I see you're learning from your old man." "Yeah...he's taking too damn long to come out though." Mavin complained looking at his wrist watch. Little does he know that the heir everyone is waiting for, is the useless son in-law whom he humiliated back at the Roth Villa. "I'll be back, I need to make a phone call." Mavin said walking away from his dad.

“I’m not even joking! They asked if I was married, I told them I used to be, and they got all protective, like, ‘if that man ever shows up, tell us and we’ll deal with him!’” Violet burst out laughing. “Awww! That’s so sweet, and a little intense.” “It gets better. They showed me a picture of their son and said, ‘he’s single, tall, handsome, and perfect for you.’” “No way!” she gasped. “Was he cute?” I shrugged. “He wasn’t bad-looking, to be honest.” “I’m screaming. Sylvia, you’re out here gathering potential in-laws at work.” “Exactly!” I said, giggling. “They were so sweet, though. It made my day.”