Secretly Rich Son In Law Novels & Stories

"Lionny, my son. It's better if he's sick. When he's healthy, your husband acts strangely. Listen carefully, all of you! Stefan Raden Kusuma, my son-in-law and brother-in-law, is having an affair with Grace Santika, my secretary at the office. Every time Grace comes home from work, Stefan always drops her off." "What?!" Chyntia was stunned. Her eyes rounded. "You're crazy, Stefan! You're my son's husband, just an ojol, rubbish, it's funny how your taste is so high. You're having an affair with a secretary." Robert shook his head in disbelief. "The secretary of my father's company?! You're out of your mind Stefan!" "Ignorant brother-in-law!" scolded Luchy. Stefan defended himself. "I swear I'

The screen switched to the front yard of a hospital that was familiar to Edgar—a hospital with an eastern style and in front of many trees that were falling. "Is it true that you are married to a man?" a reporter asked. Elissa nodded. "I am proud to admit that I am the wife of Edgar Zealand," she said. "How rich is he to be able to marry a billionaire and successful businesswoman like you?" the reporter asked again. "Does this world always revolve around material things?" replied Elissa gracefully. She had thought carefully about how to answer the reporter's question without bringing down her husband's dignity. "What about your husband's family? Is he from a respectable family?" the reporter

“This is it? You’re betting on each other?” “Yes, ma’am. And you, of course. If you don’t get the interview of a lifetime, then the bet continues.” Her hand rested against her chin. “I see. And what do you think is his hidden secret?” She needed to know how close they were to finding out. “Well, Jacques over there got him to admit about his son. But the man was never married.” Akaisha nodded her head. That information was now common knowledge. Although his son doesn’t talk to him. Junior is just as unhinged as the professor. “That’s it?”

"Cody, what nonsense are you spouting? There's nothing between Scott and me except work." Cody went limp and dramatically leaned against her shoulder with all the fragility of a glass figurine. "Vi, don't lie to me. I've known for a while now. Mr. Secretary is the legitimate heir of the Colsons, the richest family around! "He gave up being a scion to work as your secretary. If it's not because he loves you, what other reason could there be?" I listened from the side, my eyes widening in shock. What on earth was he talking about?

I said. She talked in an uncertain tone, but continued, "There is this club in town owned by rich men only—billionaires and CEOs. Hey, wait, let me get this out. Don't stare at me like that," she said under her breath. "All I am saying is that if we go there and you play your cards right, you might find someone who wouldn't even bat an eye at giving you that kind of money—and more." I frowned and stared at her, my heart pounding. "Kattie, what am I listening to? Do you even hear yourself? You're telling me to—"

This was with the Caelum family. Everyone in Velmora talked about them. The Caelum brothers were rich. Powerful. Secretive. Dangerous. No one knew which one Penny was marrying. That was the big reveal. Most people hoped it wasn't the eldest. The dangerous one. Rumors had it that he had sex with a woman before her husband. And what frightened the husband more was that his wife enjoyed every bit of it. To other women, he was a fantasy who made their ovaries chun. To other men, he was the cause of their wet dreams.

She picked up her spoon and scooped a spoonful into her mouth. “Usually, we don't feed our captives with such sumptuous meals, but you are different. We did a background check and found out that you are not only the daughter of wealthy businessman Russell Gold, but also the daughter in-law to another goddam wealthy businessman, Ryan Gold. And the most interesting part is that you are married to his son, Shawn Gold, Vancouver's newly elected business chairman and the third richest youngest Billionaire. You are one lucky girl, aren't you?” Tiffany just moped at him in shock as he spoke.

The piece I had been holding back since the beginning, saving for the right moment, the right conversation, the right room. "Richard Lawrence didn't just have a daughter," I said. Vera's eyes sharpened almost imperceptibly. "He had a son named Nathan," I said. "Registered under a different name. Unknown to Serena until recently. And that son has a legal claim under the original Lawrence estate documents that even Ethan Ashford's legal team cannot fully neutralise." Vera set the wine glass down. "You have access to this son?" she asked.

Sylvia scrunched up her nose as she read through them and choked when found him being included in top ten wealthiest. Not in the country but the entire world. His net worth added up to over trillions— an amount she never imagined. The shock couldn’t be concealed from her expression. “How did my mom even hit a gold mine? That good-for-nothing alcoholic woman with terrible temper? This rich man truly has twisted taste,” she mumbled. Sylvia shook her head, still unable to process it. The marriage on her mother and Liam was reported. However, her identity was kept a secret. There was no information on her mother bringing along a child from her previous marriage, and Sylvia scoffed.

"He found the child." "It appears so, Vivienne. The rumors from the staff are... significant. They’re calling it an engagement. He’s already had the lawyers drafting paperwork for a public announcement." I finally took a sip of the scotch. It burned, but I welcomed it. The heat helped to numb the sudden, sharp rage that was clawing at the inside of my ribs. Larry had a son. A biological heir. And he had found the mother, some low-rent girl he’d clearly been hiding in the shadows of his past.