Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 35

“Hello, my little bird,” a creepy caring voice came from the other side, sending a chill all over Rebecca‘s body. “Normally, I am the one who ensnares women, but it‘s the opposite in your case. You‘ve tied me up with your peerless beauty.” Rebecca immediately recognized this man. It was Arlo Campbell, the governor‘s son. She thought he wouldn‘t contact her again after her father had talked with his father. Clearly, she was wrong 

“What‘s wrong, dear?” Arlo continued to speak in a saucy tone, “Did you think I will give up on you just because your father had a little chat with mine? While your father may be rich, my father is the richest elected official of the country. Even the president has to think twice before talking with my dad, so you see... I believe your father didn’t give enough respect to my father, but I can forgive him because he‘s responsible for your birth. Without him, a rare bird like you wouldn‘t have been bom. You are a thousand times more beautiful than your mother, and I‘m glad you didn‘t enter the movie industry, or you couldn‘t have kept the natural beauty you still possess. I can keep on praising if that‘s what you want to hear, but the gist of my heart is this ... Even if I have a hundred dicks, all of them will get hard for you... I heard you broke your ankle, and I‘m worried for you. I can‘t get you out of my head. If you want, I can pay a visit to your house, and I can meet your family, too. What do you say, my little bird?” 

“Fuck off,” Rebecca said and cut the call. She frowned and touched her forehead. “This guy... Jf I bring Dad into this, they‘ll bother him during his movie release times. How can I teach this psycho a lesson? Should I ask Brother Shawn for help?” she thought for a second and shook her head. “Nah, he‘s the type who expects 10 dollars of help for every 1 dollar of help he gives. If I ask for his help, he‘ll start arranging dates with men in his circle without my permission. I can‘t give him any ground to take advantage of me. Who should I ask then?” 

A few hours later. 

In a private restaurant, a man wearing a multi–colored wig was staring at the baby rats crying and squealing as they swam and tried to get out of the hot soup in the bowl. 

came down like a bolt and struck it down. As it struggled in its last moments, he lifted up its body with the fork and put

table, leaned forward and said, “Mr. Arlo, someone wants

the fork in his hand was now

bowled in

it.” He signed a cheque for 100 grand and put it in the waiter‘s shirt pocket. The waiter was still in pain, shock, and fear.

meal time, okay?” he then stood and adjusted the sleeves of his suit a little. “Thanks to you, I lost my appetite.” He then walked out, and Blackbear was waiting outside with a file in his hand. “Who are you?” “I–I got assigned for the upcoming

a much bigger world outside the place where he grew up and that compared to the likes of Arlo, he was nothing but a frog in a

of all ages between 18 and 50. Every single one of them had a certain charm about them and had some presence on social media. They

currently in talics with the rest.” “If they refuse, I don‘t need to tell you what to do, right?”

We will fuck their careers

fit.” “S–Sure,” Blackbear‘s heart skipped fast. He had seen many monstrous men in the mafia, but this politician‘s son still unsettled him more. (Whoever marries this monster is going to have a horrifying married life.) As they talked, time passed, and the limousine stopped in front of Sterling‘s villa. The gate guard asked them