Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 61

Right after massaging Nolan’s back, both with hands and with a warm towel, Benjamin went to the kitchen to oversee the breakfast preparations. After that, he got a little bit of breathing space to bathe and to eat.

Rebecca noticed a change in Benjamin. He would usually whistle while bathing, especially loudly when he was in a good mood, but he didn’t whistle in over a week. But since that wasn’t really a big deal in her perspective, she didn’t think much about it.

Right before leaving the room, he made time to wave goodbye to Rebecca Though she didn’t respond back with her voice, she was forcing herself to at least smile in return.

Benjamin walked out through the main door and readied the car for the kids. Today, the kids were late, so he had to wait.

He received a call. It was from Alfred.

“Master, how long are you going to let them oppress you?” Alfred sounded frustrated and angry. “They are treating you worse than a dog. When will this ridiculous game end?”

“It may look ridiculous to you, but it lets me be close to my wife,” replied Benjamin. “If she can love me when I’m a useless live-in son-in-law, how much more do you think she’ll love and respect me when she knows about my family? Won’t she give me her love for a lifetime if I give her mine?” “I get that, Master, but… isn’t there a better way to do this? You even went and joined the Rye’s Pizzas of all places. What if she gets word of this and comes looking for trouble.”

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lunch boxes over to

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him extra respect, but Samael didn’t even get up from his sofa. At least, he requested Artur

sofa. The glass wall offered

good for mankind,” Samael said, “but it sure brought

part of a man’s diet, either,” replied Artur. “I’d not recommend

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hand on his thigh. “Surely, you didn’t catch your father’s habit of buying the top floors of every hotel he visits, or did you?” “I’m not here for your flat, Samael Mort Breaker. I’m here to give you a proposal for selling your company to me.” Samael was genuinely surprised for a second. “You sure you can afford to buy my company?” “Tobacco isn’t the only thing Bonsbell Corp sells. We own casinos, clubs, hotels, you name it. Buying your company isn’t that hard.” “Mm, I bought Rye’s pizzas for only 250 million dollars because it had only one base back then. Of course, we still have only one major base in the city, but we have 1200 in-office staff and over 31,000 delivery executives. Now we are planning to expand the company throughout the country. So

worth nothing, you wouldn’t

life miserable just because he wanted to get back at Rebecca for giving his invitation card back and to show her how far he

and took out a microphone that was hidden in its gaps. She crushed it between her fingers and glanced at Samael. “I think this is a good opportunity to sell this company.” “No, it’s not the time yet.” “How long are you

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