Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 57

Oliver’s death only became a piece of news to the Sterling family. Since he had no family and because he wasn’t even driving a vehicle from the Sterling family, they were not obligated to explain anything.

When the hospital called the Sterling family to take his body home, Shawn refused.

Later that day, Devon went to the hospital the next day and spent his own money to cremate Oliver along with some plants he had collected from the villa. Oliver liked to water plants so much so he’d do it even after dinner every night, so Devon wanted to do this.

As for the crumpled bugatti, it was sent to a scrapyard.

When Devon returned to the villa as a tired old man, he entered the dorms and sat on his bed. He grabbed a water bottle and emptied half of it before putting it back on the desk, and that was when he noticed the familiar platinum card on the desk.

His expression froze for a second. And then tears sprang up to his eyes. “Oliver… did you fight the casino guys for me?” he couldn’t control his tears. “I was very mistaken about you. You really were a good guy.” He lowered his head, covered his eyes with his hand and cried. After crying for more than three minutes, he grabbed the card. Flames of anger rose in his eyes. “Is your death really an accident, or…”

He wanted to do something, but he felt like he was too old to investigate by himself.

it was getting dark

her house was in disorder. Even the clothes and emptied

While he cost me a packet of pot, I still feel lucky that he wasn’t interested in me. At my age, I’m not in a position to compete with hot-blooded youngsters.” Her stomach rumbled. “Shit,” she rubbed her belly. “I finished a full bowl of vegetable soup in the afternoon, but all the tension and thinking has already made me hungry.” She coughed a couple of times. “Damn. The cough is really

Knock Knock.

is it at this hour?” she peeked past the curtain and noticed an old man with a bowl in one hand and a walking stick in the other. He looked pretty terrible. (Look at him. Is he the beggar king or what? But why in the world is he begging at this hour?) She took a breath and said, ‘who is it,’ loudly. “Just a hungry beggar

contained a bit of annoyance. “I

cooking pot. “Even if

second of

in her neck throbbed. The door was knocked again. She had enough of this beggar’s play. Rolling up her sleeves, she stamped her feet on her way to the door and opened it with force. “Since you want to be slapped so badly…” she

was beating fast. “D Did you come here to take revenge after all this while?” her body shook against her will. “If I really wanted revenge, I would have made your life miserable long ago,” he said and removed his mask, surprising her. Now she was able to remember her face. “But seeing how you’re living now, alone, depressed, and awaiting death… I think you’re suffering enough.” She gnashed her teeth. “Alfred Bond!” The scariest moments of her past flashed in her mind, when a single assassin stormed into the

whom she backstabbed in the name of love and failed, she couldn’t control her heartbeat. Even after having thousands of deadly battles, there was only one scar on his back, and that was a knife wound given by her, aimed

like so shocked?” he asked, letting out a faint smile. “Did you think I’d be pushing up

means ‘that’family is still…” her heart rang