Novel & Cerita The Mysterious Son In Law

He lowered his voice and said, “I don’t. I really don’t! You have to stop coming here, Lila. I’ll buy my own medicine.” She was about to say something, but he had already turned around and left. He might’ve been separated from Lisa, but they were still legally married. Moreover, Lila was his sister-in-law. There was simply no way he’d do unspeakable things with her. Mason was still there when Westley returned. His son was leaning on the couch, drinking his coffee, when he heard the door opening and saw his father. He looked a little distressed for having just argued with Lila.

“Sir, is it true that your son-in-law works as an *ojol* driver? My goodness!” “As far as we knew, he suffered severe memory loss and hadn't been seen in public for ages. How is he suddenly allowed out of the house, Sir?” “Unbelievable that someone fresh out of a hit-and-run accident with a concussion can navigate city traffic on a motorcycle.” “Even Grace, your secretary, had no idea her regular ride-hailing driver was actually your own son-in-law!” “Why do you even keep a son-in-law like that around, Sir? If I were in your position, I wouldn't tolerate such a low-life in my family for a single second.”

He gathered his notepad, threw one last look in my direction that warned me not to speak, and strode out of the boardroom. By early evening, I was back at the estate, hiding away in the conservatory where the cool air and green plants helped push down the constant, lingering nausea. I sat on a bench, staring down at my flat stomach, my mind trapped in a maze. The Vanguard account was unfrozen. The money would keep flowing to whatever hidden operation those two were running. "There you are," a cheerful voice broke through the quiet. I looked up as Ben walked in, carrying two mugs of tea. He handed one to me and took a seat opposite mine, crossing his legs with a relaxed sigh.

The other neighbors said that the father was respectable and seemed rich. His son was smart and adorable. After moving to Jorath Elementary, he got first place on the entrance exam. “The father and son are here in Jorath to find someone.” “Find someone? Is it the child’s mom?” “Yes. The father looks really sad. He must have lost someone important.” “Maybe they moved to our street because the child’s mom is near here?” … “Ms. Johnston, you’re home,” Charles said with a big smile as he placed a cake on my table.

Sure enough, after only two seconds of hesitation, he stepped forward unhurriedly and cleared his throat. "You're all mistaken. Eloise Lloyd is not my son's mother. She's only..." He paused, his gaze falling tenderly on Samantha. "She's only the nanny I hired for my son. Samantha Yates is my son's real mother." A nanny? I froze, feeling myself going numb. Victor and I had been together since college. We had been through thick and thin for ten years. When his business failed and he fell into debt, I even fought with my father for his sake. When his frequent social drinking gave him stomach problems, I woke up at 5:00 am every day to make him a nourishing stew.

He then told us that we will be able to see her on his birthday which was just a few weeks away. I got intrigued about who this woman was that captured my heart's son. My wife, Suzanna and I were excited to meet our daughter in law. Everyone in the family was all excited to see this mysterious woman who caught my son's attention. She was like a guarded treasure that my son was protecting well. It isn't that I don't have the capacity to investigate but I don't want to spoil the excitement it stirred in the family. The hall was filled with guests, but my son Andrei didn't give a hint as to who our daughter in law was yet.

Sylvester has been the one handling most of the contracts and meetings for these two companies in just these two months. Mr Adams and Sylvester soon becomes best of friends and not only because of the business. It is because Sylvester is his son in-law. He takes Sylvester as the son he never had. Sylvester has been a wonderful son in-law to Mr and Mrs Adams. Sending gifts to his father in-law and mother in-law was something he would never miss. But, that doesn't mean that Sylvester had a change of heart, oh no. It was all part of his plot against Mr Adams to gain Mr Adams' and Mr Adams' family's trust.

Given that I did not encounter or engage with any of his family members at our wedding, I inferred that his relationship with them was strained. As we passed by a woman in a red gown holding a wine glass, I overheard her whispering to the man beside her, "Look, the prodigal son has arrived. I can’t believe this eldest son of Lawrence Monroe dropped out of school to escape a life of luxury. What a fool he is! I also heard that he only comes here to beg his father for money. I really don't understand why he left his family in the first place. What a pathetic beggar this man is..."

I had the wealth while he had the brains. "I need you to look into something for me." I said, going straight to the point. "Oh, sure. What's that?" I imagined him in his mansion, surrounded by women, a cigarette in his mouth. "I need to know the relationship between my son and a girl named Chelsea Laurent." "Who? Adrian?" I rolled my eyes. "I only have one son, Greg." Greg laughed out loud. "Adrian and a girl named Chelsea Laurent, huh? That wouldn't be hard at all. I'll give you an answer before midnight."

"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'