Hearing Liam's question, the director looked at him, his eyes slightly widening in shock. He hadn’t realized that Liam, the CEO, had witnessed their commotion until Liam addressed him directly.The director cleared his throat, then looked at Liam with an uneasy smile. “Mr. Danvers, good to see you. How are you?” he asked, his voice trembling slightly. He had the utmost respect for Liam, because he knew that Liam was not just the CEO of the company, but also his family owned the company.“I’m good,” Liam replied calmly. “What’s going on here? Can you explain all this commotion?” he asked, looking at the director and Shannon. He noticed that Shannon was holding the director's hand.Liam could easily see that something was going on between the two of them. And knowing the kind of woman Shannon was, there was no doubt that she was having an affair with the director. It was none of his business, but he couldn't help himself from feeling bad for Shannon's husband, because he knew that it mus
Liam stepped on the accelerator, sending the Lamborghini roaring down the highway at top speed. He glanced in the rearview mirror, trying to catch a glimpse of his unknown pursuers and piece together who they were and why they were after him. He then remembered what Mia said. She had said that Mr Clark was going to start sending people after him in an attempt to take him out.'Guess Mia was right about Mr Clark,' he thought to himself, his eyes fixed on the road. 'He is not playing nice anymore.' The sound of bullets slamming into the bulletproof car and ricocheting off, only added to Liam’s tension. But he just focused on driving, knowing that the bullets couldn't get to him, so he was safe inside the bulletproof Lamborghini.With gritted teeth, he pushed the accelerator to its limit, determined to shake the unknown assailant off and stay alive. However, his reckless driving attracted the attention of the authorities, and a police car began pursuing him with flashing lights and si
Liam couldn't believe how shameless the man was, by ordering him to give him half of the the Danvers' consortium. The audacity of Mr. Clark, by demanding that Liam hand over a portion of his family’s consortium was unbelievable. "You're not normal are you?" Liam asked mockingly.Mr. Clark frowned deeply, "Give me half of your empire, and protect yourself and your sister."Liam's temper flared, he couldn't believe the old man would resort to such disgusting tactics. “You must be out of your mind if you think we’ll just hand over what’s rightfully ours,” he said, his voice laced with anger."Then I'll just take it from you then." Mr Clark threatened."You're welcome to try. Just don't end up like your henchman. I forgot his name, what's his name again? Simon?" Liam let out coldly. Liam's sentence about Simon enraged Mr Clark. He was dealt such a huge blow to his crime business when Simon died.There was a brief silence on the line before Mr Clark spoke up again his voice laced with rage
Liam walked inside the prison building, accompanied by two prison guards. The prison guards led him to an office and gestured for him to enter the office.Inside the office, a bald man with a thick beard was seated behind the desk, smoking a cigarette. The man was the warden of Hillgate prison, Mr Snyder.The moment Liam walked inside the warden's office, the warden stood up and smiled at him."Mr Danvers, welcome." He said happily, "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." Liam smiled faintly in return, still feeling uncomfortable in his surroundings. He sat down and waited for the warden to continue.“I understand you’re here to see Mr. Martinez,” the warden asked, nonchalantly. Liam nodded, “Yes, that’s correct.”Nodding, the warden stood from his seat and walked towards the door. "Follow me then." Liam stood up from his seat and followed the warden out of the office. The warden escorted him to the cellblock where Mr Martinez was being housed. As they approached his cell, Liam felt a
A short while later, Liam arrived at Sheila's estate. Stepping out of his car and looking around at his surroundings, Liam noticed that the place had more security guards than usual. Looks like Sheila's doubled security.Liam started walking towards the building, and at the same time, he spotted Alvarez approaching him with a hostile look on his face. Liam could tell that Alvarez didn't like him, judging by Alvarez's animosity towards him."What the hell are you doing here?" Alvarez asked coldly, not liking the fact that Liam just arrived unannounced. "You can't just come here without her invitation." He said coldly.Not liking Alvarez's hostility, Liam frowned slightly. But he decided to ignore his rudeness and instead put on a nonchalant expression. "Is she around?" He asked nonchalantly. "I have something important I want to tell her."Curious to know what Liam wanted to talk to his boss about, Alvarez asked curiously. "What do you want to talk to her about?" "Why would I tell you
Her words held a note of icy determination, and Liam could tell that Sheila was not one to be messed with."How do you suggest we find who the traitor is?" Liam asked. He had no idea how they could find out whoever the traitor was so he was hoping maybe Sheila had a plan up her sleeve."I don't have a plan yet," Sheila replied. "But I'm sure whoever the traitor is, he or she will slip and make a mistake eventually. And when that happens, he'll get caught." She added, her voice was cold and confident at the same time."Right…." Liam hesitantly nodded. He didn't think Sheila's plan was going to work at all. What if the traitor was too careful to make any mistakes? Then they would never catch him and he would continue giving Mr Clark information about them.Liam sighed inwardly, knowing that the fact that no one between the two of them had a plan to catch the traitor was a very bad thing because they risked having Mr Clark know their every move. And if Mr Clark knows their every move,
Deciding to reveal his new plan to her, Liam looked over at Sheila. "Okay, so, I went to meet Mr Martinez. " Liam said. Sheila nodded thoughtfully, as Liam continued telling her about the entire meeting with Mr Clark. As Liam continued telling Sheila about his meeting, her expression slowly and increasingly turned doubtful of his plan. “Do you really trust this Mr. Martinez guy and his son?” she asked, her tone indicating her doubts. She didn’t think it was wise of Liam to seek help from someone who he had put in jail and who hated him. Moreover, he was a gangster, another reason for Liam to not trust him. Liam sighed, knowing that it was justified for Sheila to not trust Mr Martinez. Even Liam himself didn't trust Mr Martinez, and the only reason he asked for help from him was because he was helpless. "I don't trust him." Liam said, "But I know that he could be helpful. If we win against Mr Clark, it'll be worth the risk." Sheila nodded. "Okay."***Meanwhile, Mr Lopez had just a
Mr. Clark had called for a meeting between his fellow businessmen and women who shared the same hatred for the Danvers business empire.Seated around the long, polished table were a group of sharp-dressed men and women. Each was dressed luxuriously. Their luxurious designer suits reflected the wealth and influence they wielded in the business world. And every one of them seated on the table, had something against the Danvers empire. To say the least, they all hated the Danvers, and for all different reasons. The reasons for their hatred were many and varied. Some had lost clients and profits to the Danvers, because they had been outcompeted by them, leading to a sense of jealousy and resentment. Furthermore, some of the businessmen and women seated around the boardroom table had personal vendettas against the Danvers consortium. Memories of past feuds and disputes simmered in their hearts, angry feelings that could explode at any moment. Whether it was a lost contract, a perceive
Hi everyone, This marks the end of Billionaire Son-in-Law and Liam's journey. I hope you enjoyed the ending and that it met your expectations. If not, I truly apologize. Thank you for following this story to the end. Your support means a lot to me. I'd also like to thank my editor for their continued promotion of the book. If you liked this novel, I encourage you to check out my new book, The Invisible Heir. I'm confident you'll enjoy it. Lastly, there's a possibility I might write another book in the same universe as billionaire son in-law, but I can't make any promises. But if I did, Liam Danvers and other familiar characters might make an appearance. Thank you again for your support. Best regards.
More than 7 years later passed….The Danvers manor was alive with celebration. Rays of sunlight poured through the wide, open windows, bathing the grand hall in golden glow. The warmth of the sun mixed with the light of chandeliers overhead, created a dreamlike ambiance.Balloons of blue, white, and gold floated on the ceiling, their ribbons trailing down. Laughter echoed from every corner of the big mansion. Children’s giggles mixed together with the clatter of plates, the clinking of glasses, and the soft melody of music playing in the background. The air was filled with the scent of vanilla cake and fresh flowers.“Make a wish, sweetheart,” Rachel said softly, parting the little boy infront of her on the head.A child, no older than six, sat in front of a cake, his cheeks turning red and his face glowing with excitement. The flames of the birthday candles reflected in his eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut tight, holding his breath as he thought long and hard about his wish, like it
Meanwhile...Liam, Adriana, Blackthorn, and the others stepped cautiously into a vast, faintly lit corridor. The air was cold despite the fact that they were indoors and there were flames from iron sconces lighting up the long and narrow corridor. “What is this place?” Liam muttered, his gaze scanning the ancient architecture. It wasn’t modern, no electricity or anything. Infact this looked like it was a completely different world, from the one he lived in. It looked like something pulled straight from a medieval times movie.At that moment, the clatter of hundreds of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor, sharp and growing louder with every second. Heads turned toward the sound, eyes narrowing in readiness.“They know we’re here,” Adriana muttered, stepping forward with purpose. Her stance shifted as she reached over her shoulder, drawing a sleek, double-edged sword from its sheath on her back. The cold steel shined in the faintly lit corridor. Ignoring the gun strapped to her
The large room was faintly lit. The mysterious members of the shadow council were gathered around the throne-like chair where the Supreme Master sat. The chamber had the ghostly stillness of a forgotten era, its design nothing like the modern time. No modern features decorated the space, only stone walls, iron sconces holding bright flames, and a cold floor of dark granite.It felt like a place pulled straight from medieval times. Even the guards by the entrance wore attire resembling that period. The only figure out of place was Mr. Simpson, dressed in a green suit and black shoes, a bug difference to the world around him.Simpson stood before the council, his head lowered as he delivered the news of yet another one of his failures."Liam Danvers has escaped," he announced, his voice casual but cautious. "We– we believe his family played a role in his escape."Silence followed. It was thick. Unforgiving. And scary. Simpson felt a shiver run down his spine, just from anticipating wha
Eventually, they stopped at a large set of double doors. One of the men stepped forward, twisting the handle before pushing them open.Liam's eyes narrowed as he stepped inside. The room was larger than he expected, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the forest below. His eyes scanned the room. His movements slowed when he spotted familiar faces. Adriana, George, and a few other agents from Adriana's organization standing around. Blackthorn was in conversation with Adriana and George, their expression business-like.“Hi, what’s going on?” Liam asked, his gaze wary, calculating.He’d always thought Blackthorn and Adriana’s people didn’t get along. Seeing them together now, standing like allies or partners, didn’t sit right. Suspicion crept into his mind.“Glad you could make it, Danvers,” Blackthorn said with a grin. “I must apologize for the way you got out of prison. But I promise, it was your friend's idea, not mine.”Adriana nodded. “We asked him to break you out. The Shado
"What do you mean he escaped?" Simpson barked into the phone, his grip so tight in anger the phone creaked, like it might break."The station was attacked, sir," the chief of police stammered nervously. "Multiple officers down. By the time we regained control, Danvers was gone."Simpson’s nostrils flared as he slammed his hand on the armrest of his seat in the limousine. He felt a sweat from in his forehead as he thought about how he would explain this to the Shadow council. He didn't want to face their wrath for this. "Then find him and arrest him, I don’t care how—lock down the city if you have to.""Yes, sir. Units are moving now," the officer replied hurriedly.Simpson ended the call with a sharp tap, his gaze hard and unblinking. Edward seated across from him in the limo, couldn't help asking. "What the hell happened?" "Liam Danvers escaped." Edward's eyes shot up in shock. Weren't they just talking to Liam Danvers in the holding cell not even 2 hours ago, so how did this happ
Liam turned slowly and walked back to the cold, hard bench. He lowered himself onto it, letting out a long, controlled exhale before lying down. The cold surface pressed against his back, familiar now after a week in this miserable cell. It was like this place had become his second home, one he’d never asked for. No amount of influence or wealth from his family had been enough to get him out. The courts had refused him bail, and even the chief of police had played along with it. Well the bastard was getting paid by Mr Simpson and the people he was working with, so of course he was going to play along with it. Liam closed his eyes, he was stuck here, with every sign pointing to the fact that he’d be here for a long time. It was suffocating, inescapable. Worse still, the allegations against him were serious enough to warrant a life sentence. The thought stayed at the back of his mind.Liam sat up abruptly, his elbows resting on his knees, as he recalled Simpsons last words as he left
On the other hand, Edwards snickered at Liam's threats, "Still acting tough, huh? I guess it’s true what they say. Pride comes before the fall." He took a step closer, standing shoulder to shoulder with Simpson. "Thing is, Danvers, this fall? It’s a long one. And you? You’ve got no parachute." Simpson leaned into the bar, his eyes filled with cruelty. "You're done for, Danvers, and so is your family's dominance. As you can see, your family isn't as powerful as it used to be. The Simpsons are the new power in town now,” he said with a twisted grin. “And soon, I'll make sure there are no Danvers left. I'll make sure every single last one of you Danvers is wiped off the face of the Earth.” From the way he said it, it sounded like was making a promise to murder his family and he meant it, which made Liam enraged deep down.Liam rose from the bench, slow and deliberate. He walked towards the bars, stopping inches away, his eyes locked onto Simpson's. His calm demeanor had evaporated now,
Days dragged by slowly for Liam. A week had passed, and he was still locked up in the holding cell. His family had done everything in their power to get him out on bail, but they had failed. Despite their immense influence and authority, it seemed they had been overpowered this time by Mr. Simpson and whoever was backing him.Liam wasn't surprised when his family informed him that Mr. Simpson, in collaboration with some mysterious organization, was behind it all, along with Elena and Nathan.The mastermind behind the entire scheme to frame him for these crimes, however, was none other than Elena. She had even devised the plan to have him accused of assaulting Selena, ensuring his reputation was already tarnished before they delivered the final blow.Liam didn’t know how he was going to deal with Elena. She was the mother of his unborn child, but she was also his enemy. It was because of her that he was sitting in this cell, facing serious allegations. He already knew how he would hand