Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“They're evil capitalists!” the girl spat.

Zayron curled his lips into a half smile and said, “It's fine. I believe in your charm. Weren't you nominated for the Best Child Actor Award? According to the traditions, your boss will come to meet you himself, so take the opportunity to win his heart over, okay? I'm confident of you.”

The girl pouted, knowing that she was not going to be able to win over that old sly fox Artemis.

“Daddy Eddy, my brother's losing his mind again!”

Edmund gave her a small smile. “Deal with him when you're back. I'll back you up.”

“Hehe! You're the best.”

Just then, the kitchen door opened, and Bailey came out with two plates of dishes. When she saw the “father-and-son” duo on a video call, she smiled and asked, “Is that girl done enjoying herself outside? Tell her to come home earlier so that she won't miss the day to visit her granny's grave.”

“Right. I can go home with the excuse of visiting Granny's grave. Thanks, Mommy. I'll go and fill in the application for leave now.”

The corner of Bailey's lips twitched as she fell speechless. She told herself continuously that she should not be fooled by the girl's angelic smile, for the girl was more like the devil.

“The dishes are ready. Are you guys not coming to the table?”

Closing the laptop, Edmund lifted Zayron into his arms. “I've been waiting for you to say that. Smelling that aroma had been nothing but torment. I wished I could pick up the plates and shove everything down my throat.”

Bailey was at a

of sobbing were reverberating in the huge

anymore. It's just a momentary loss. I refuse to believe that b*tch Bailey would be lucky enough to escape all the time. We still have a long way to go, so we'll eventually find a chance to get her

who spoke was Rhonda's mother, Beatrice Wenlock. She was in a traditional gown with a sleeveless jacket, looking like the stereotypical wealthy

longer. Mom, I don't have much time anymore. That b*stard child Maxton is so clingy to Bailey. I have a feeling that the truth will soon reveal itself. If that b*tch Bailey ends up marrying into the Chivers family, it'll be easier to be the queen than to get rid of her. If the people find out about what

situation right now, but we don't have a clear view of what's going on. For now, we'll have to find out who the

care. Mom, you have to find a way to get rid of her

her eyes. “I have an idea. It'll be your father's fifty-fifth birthday in a week. On that day, all the prominent figures in Hallsbay will be

her reputation

if we get nude photos of her. We'll publish it. I doubt the Chiverses would be able to tolerate that and allow their son

with a menacing look, “Nude photos aren't good enough. We'll broadcast it live—we'll let all the guests see how she is in bed. I want to shove her into hell this time, and I want to make sure she'll never crawl out of it. Still, will

I have a way

lazily leaning against the tall window in Luther Group's highest floor office. He had a glass of iced wine in his hand, and the dark red liquid was gently rippling in

seemed to reach the clouds. It was also a landmark in

twenty, and after eight years of training and stumbling his way through the corporate world, he had become a well-known

were nothing but lifeless numbers. Even he himself had no idea how much he truly

find a reason to live, and he always felt

he slowly returned to reality. Tilting

his assistant, Dwayne, entered with a stack