Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 32

“I won‘t go,” Veronica straightforwardly replied, “I told you, dad. I already have a boyfriend.” “So what? It‘s just dinner. Go and meet him first,” Jacob suggested. “Who knows? You might like him? 

“What?” Veronica‘s face warped fast, and tears soon welled up in her eyes. “You think so low of me just because I don‘t have a job, don‘t you?” 

“Fabio Romano, ” Jacob didn‘t seem to care that she was crying, “He owns over 600 theater sites across the world.” 

“So what?” 

“So what?” a vein popped in Jacob‘s forehead. “With your talent, do you think you can even own a single theater in your lifetime?” Veronica felt greatly insulted, but this wasn‘t the first time Jacob had demeaned her so much. “Jacob,” Selena tried to intervene, but he raised his finger and made her stand back Jacob gave Veronica a visiting card. “This is the visiting card of Fabio‘s son. You‘ll meet tonight at the appointed restaurant. That‘s final, if you want to keep living in my house.” Saying that he walked away. Selena tried to console her, but Veronica was trying so hard to not cry. She looked at the visiting card. “Remedeus Romano? That‘s the shittiest name I‘ve ever heard!” “It’s alright,” Selena patted her shoulder and whispered a few things that would likely piss off Remedeus. 

whatever you can.” “Fine! But if that doesn‘t work, I‘ll just break his head!” Meanwhile, Benjamin was exiting the villa on foot. “Walking on foot again?” the gate guard snickered at him. “Mind your business, will ya?” Benjamin advised him. The gate–guard, however, kept on snickering. Benjamin couldn‘t bother wasting his time on this

I‘m afraid?” Oliver was among them, and he covered his face with a mask so that only his eyes and mouth were left open. “I want to beat the shit out

the street and meet Benjamin, but a red van appeared out of nowhere and

on his head in shock.

pig logos and tom jeans walked out, armed with metal rods and knuckle dusters. They all had tattoos and kept their mouths busy with chewing

villa! They are notorious thugs who take money to beat people!” as he was speaking, one of the thugs

pocket, a licual rod zoomed into his face with a whooshing sound. He effortlessly caught it with one hand, startling the thug with a rugged body. The thug tried to thrust a kick in. Benjamin deflected the attack with his own

metal rod. He put it on his shoulder as he walked past the injured thug, “I‘m not in the mood to care who you are or what you want,” he swung the rod down and struck the head of the thug on the ground, causing him to lose consciousness straight away,

forth this time with wicked grins crossing their faces. “He‘s done for!” Oliver thought. A white SUV dashed past Oliver, before he could blink, it went and hit the three thugs, killing one of them and severely injuring two of them in the process. The white SUV hit the wall and stopped, but the shocking thing was that there was no

him and his friends to help. They hid their baseball bats before coming for help. After the thugs were taken away in an ambulance, Benjamin looked at his hands that were covered in blood. He walked up to the nearest

his lower lip in little frustration. He then sent a text message