Back inside the hospital room, Megan took a seat beside her mother on the bed, intently listening as Mrs. Danvers explained the complex reasons behind their faked deaths and the decision to keep their survival hidden from their children and the whole world. Megan knew that their family had a lot of enemies, so she tried to understand why her parents had faked their deaths After Mrs. Danvers concluded her account, Megan's gaze slowly shifted towards Liam, her expression one of seriousness. "I can't believe you were aware of this the whole time and never thought to share the truth with your own sister," she said, her tone laced with a mix of frustration and disappointment. The thought that Liam had kept this secret from her stirred her anger. Liam's eyebrows raised, displaying his genuine surprise at his sister's accusations. He couldn't understand why she would accuse him of such an act, given that he had only recently discovered the truth himself, just like she had.The tension in
As the sniper fell from the skyscraper, people on the ground had no idea what was happening. They were simply going about their night, doing their usual things. But then, the sharp sound of someone screaming from above caught their attention. Shifting their gazes to look up, they were shocked to see a figure falling from the sky. Only as the person neared the ground did bystanders discern the falling form to be that of a man.A loud thud echoed when the figure's body hit the ground. Gasps and disbelieving shrieks erupted from the people's mouths as they saw what had happened. Some covered their mouths, jaws hanging to the ground in shock, while others turned away, as they were too terrified and couldn't bear to look."What the hell happened?" A man who had just exited his car and walked over to the lifeless body asked."I think… I think he fell from the sky!" An old woman replied, her voice trembling as she looked up, attempting to see if she could see someone who might have pushed th
After Karen had asked him to accompany her to meet his parents, Liam was torn between choosing to drive Cara home, or accompanying Karen. He found it puzzling why making such a simple choice was proving to be so difficult for him. It was not like he cared if either Cara or Karen would be displeased if he prioritized the other's request. In reality, it shouldn't have been such a significant issue.Liam stole a quick glance at Cara, and then at Karen, not wanting to disappoint any of them by choosing to do what the other wanted. 'No doubt, Cara would feel bad if I chose to accompany Karen. And it's the same thing the other way around.' Liam thought to himself. Cara could see that Liam was having a hard time picking between driving her home, or accompanying Karen. And to make things easier for him, she smiled faintly at Liam and said. "Well, if it's okay with you. You can just have one of your driver's drive me home." A weak smile appeared on Liam's lips, feeling glad that Cara herse
Seated in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce on their way home, Liam and Karen were enveloped in a contemplative silence ever since the left the hospital. The conversation he had just had with Mrs Danvers about relationships continued to occupy Liam's thoughts. And he couldn't say that he was not interested in being in a relationship with Karen, because that would be lying. As annoying and strange as it was to him, he was growing attracted to Karen.Liam found himself stealing glances at Karen, wondering if she shared his interest in pursuing a romantic relationship. He remembered how she used to have romantic feelings for him, but back then he chose to ignore them as he had just come out of a bad marriage with Erin, and also he didn't share the same feelings as she did at the time. However, now he believed he did have feelings for her, and he was wondering if she would be interested.Liam was taken aback by the sudden change in his feelings towards Karen. He had always seen her as not
The room erupted into chaos, the figure's hostile approach undone by Liam's sudden awareness. Furniture crashed, and the two figures engaged in a high-stakes dance of evasion and attack. Liam's instincts kicked in, fueled by the adrenaline coursing through his veins.It was evident that the assassin was a professional, with a clear intent to kill. Liam knew he had to be at his best if he was going to come out on top in a confrontation against him.The assassin's blade sliced through the air, aimed at Liam with deadly intent. Reacting with a lot of speed, Liam's instincts took over as he smoothly sidestepped the swing, narrowly avoiding the lethal trajectory of the blade.The assassin was surprised with the way Liam was managing to dodge his attacks. Sure he had heard that Liam was not going to be an easy one, but still he didn't expect him to be this tough. It was like he was fighting someone who was way out of his league.Nevertheless, the assassin remained determined to fulfill his
As the next morning arrived, Liam was still awake staring at his computer screen as he sat on the edge of the bed. A sigh escaped his lips as he finally tore his gaze off the computer screen and looked at his messy room. He stood up and walked to the window.He was still wondering who had hired the assassin that had attacked him a few Hours ago. And the fact that he had no idea about the identity of the person after his life, was a little scary, because now he didn't know what was to happen next.Liam leaned against the window frame, his gaze distant. He realised that the attempt on his life might be a personal vendetta. After all, the assassin went straight to his bedroom and attacked him, when he would have attacked anyone else but himBut, the absence of a lead meant he had no clear path to pursue, and the uncertainty of when the next assassin might be dispatched only amplified his unease."Hey, Liam, can I come in?" A voice at the door jolted Liam from his thoughts.Turning to fa
There was a momentary pause, and then the woman spoke again, her tone filled with displeasure. "You were supposed to eliminate him without a trace. Now we have a problem."I understand, ma'am. I take full responsibility for the failure," the assassin replied, his voice steady despite the tension in the room. The woman's concealed face remained unreadable.The woman was frustrated, even though she didn't show it and all she displayed was coldness and annoyance in her tone. The assassin's incompetence had deeply vexed her. How difficult could it be to eliminate one person? How could the assassin fail at such a seemingly straightforward task? Now she was worried, knowing that Liam was now aware that someone wanted him dead, and obviously he was going to be on high alert, he might even double his security. 'I can't stop now, I'll get my revenge, one way or another.' Meanwhile back at the Danvers manor, Liam had just finished readying himself to leave for the hospital and visit his parent
The noise of the door drew the man's attention. He swiftly concealed the object in his hand, slipping it into his jacket pocket. He turned around to face the two individuals who had entered the room. With an uncomfortable facial expression, he looked at Karen briefly, before his gaze shifted to Liam Liam and the man's eyes met in a tense moment of silence. Liam's mind raced, as he felt the realisation that the man had been doing something suspicious near his mother's bedside. Liam noticed that the man was not a doctor or any of the hospital staff given the clothes he was wearing. With that realisation, suspicion ate at him, and he couldn't ignore the strangeness of the situation."What were you doing? You don't look like a doctor," He asked, his tone skeptical. He couldn't ignore the strangeness of the situation.The man hesitated, his expression unreadable. "I was just checking on her," he replied, his voice composed but lacking conviction.Liam exchanged a wary glance with Karen, h
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