The man dressed in a red suit who had insisted that Liam had a personal grudge against Phil, approached Liam. "Mr Danvers, I owe you an apology. I didn't believe you, and accused you unjustly." Liam offered a faint, understanding smile. "No need to apologize, I understand where you were coming from." He didn't blame the people for not believing him, knowing that if the roles were reversed he probably wouldn't have believed them.The man in the red suit nodded, a sense of relief washing over him as he realized the weight of his wrongful accusations. "Still, I should have trusted you. You were right about Phil all along."The man in the red suit nodded, a sense of relief washing over him as he realized the weight of his wrongful accusations. "Still, I should have trusted you. You were right about Phil all along."After Liam had left the gathering, he went home along with Karen. Getting home he went straight to bed. The next morning when he woke up, he went about his daily routine, bef
Mrs Danvers' eyes were filled with concern as she darted her gaze from the ring on Liam's finger to look him in the eyes. "Honey, you need to get rid of that ring now." She instructed with a sense of urgency in her tone.Liam glanced at the ring on his finger briefly , then back at his mom as he replied, "Well, there is a problem. It's stuck on my finger." He explained, his curiosity piqued by his mother's insistence on removing the ring. It was evident that it was very important to her that he removed the ring. Mrs. Danvers had been a part of the Danvers family for a long time, and she knew all too well that the ring her son was wearing had always brought nothing but trouble to their family. In fact, it was the very reason they had come under attack, the reason Liam's grandfather had lost his life, and the reason they had been forced to leave Liam in an orphanage for his own safety. Many powerful individuals coveted the ring, and it seemed to attract unwanted attention and unsettlin
Sitting down beside his father, Liam greeted him warmly before engaging in a conversation. Curiosity burning within him, he eventually brought up the subject of the ring, eager to hear his father's perspective and gather more insight into the family's enigmatic legacy. As he asked his dad about the ring, Liam was expecting to see a look of worry on his father face after he had showed him that he was wearing the ring, but to his surprise, Mr. Danvers appeared more surprised than concerned. Indeed he was surprised to see his son wearing the ring which had been removed from their family a few years ago.Mr. Danvers extended his arm to touch the ring, his voice filled with astonishment as he asked, "How did you find it... I thought your mom threw it away a long time ago?"Liam responded casually, "Some old man gave it to me... I think his name was Mr. Harper or something." Mr Danvers continued to do fondly look at the ring in Liam's finger, fidgeting it gently. "I know him," Mr. Danvers
Acknowledging his security team with a nod, Liam proceeded walking towards the building's entrance. Within a few minutes, he found himself settled behind his desk, fully engrossed in his work, putting the recent encounter behind him as he focused on his responsibilities.After a few hours of diligent work, Liam's attention was drawn away from his tasks by the insistent ringing of his cellphone. His gaze darted towards the device on his desk, revealing that the caller was none other than his sister, Megan. Swiftly swiping to answer and bringing the phone to his ear, Liam greeted her warmly, saying, "Hey Megan, what's up?"Megan's voice echoed through the phone speakers, and she didn't sound happy. "Liam, where are you?" A worried expression crossed Liam's face as he replied, "I'm at Multiversal Studios. Is something wrong?" The seriousness in Megan's voice had him immediately on edge, fearing that he might have upset her.Megan let out a sigh, her voice holding a hint of frustration a
The time spent with the Griffin family had been enjoyable. Liam felt grateful for the chance to acquaint himself with the family into which his sister might soon marry.As the members of the Griffin family prepared to depart, Liam and Megan bid them farewell. Liam walked back inside the manor, and sat down on the sofa in the living room, His gaze wandered toward the television, thoughts of the day's interactions swirling in his mind. He wondered what Sheila was up to. She had sent Natalie to fetch him, and usually when that happens, it always means she wants something from him. But whatever it is Sheila was after, Liam was not interested in helping her get it. While he was grateful for her help in taking down Mr Clark, that didn't mean he wanted to have a full blown alliance with her. If he were to have an alliance with a Mafia boss like her, he feared that his reputation would be ruined, along with that of the whole Danvers consortium. The mere thought of the rumors that might ci
Isabella nodded in confirmation. "Yeah," she affirmed, "And you won't believe how much he has changed." She was still somewhat astonished by Liam's transformation. She remembered how he looked and dressed back in college, and now, he seemed like an entirely different person. She was genuinely pleased and proud that his life was on an upswing. However, a sense of curiosity tinged her thoughts. What was Liam doing in the company of the Danvers? Did he have a connection or work with them in some way? These questions flickered in her mind, sparking a silent wonder.As Madison and Isabella continued to have a lively conversation, catching up with each other's lives. The sound of footsteps approaching them, had them draw their attention to look in the direction of the footsteps. As they glanced towards the entrance, they spotted a man walking inside the house. The man was a tall and muscular middle aged man, he looked like was in his Forties. The middle aged man was Madison and Isabella
Leaving Liam and Emily in the living room, Megan walked up the stairs to her bedroom to get ready for her night out with Emily. Emily couldn't help but admire the opulence and luxury items inside the Danvers manor. 'I can't believe I'm here again, after all these years.' She thought to herself as she walked to a sofa.Emily sat down on the couch next to Liam, a cunning smile playing at the corners of her lips. She had an agenda, and tonight was just the beginning of her devious plans. As the conversation flowed between them, she subtly steered it in a particular direction, wanting to get some information about Liam's family."So, Liam," she began, her tone friendly but with an underlying intent, "I've noticed how close you and Megan are. It's admirable, the sibling bond you two share."Liam nodded. He had a proud look in his eyes as her replied, "Yes, I'm proud of our bond, she means the world to me." He was glad to have Megan in his life, and he cherished the deep connection he sha
Regardless of the motive, or who had sent him the invitation Liam decided to get ready and attend the party. He needed answers, and perhaps this event would provide some clarity. With those thoughts in mind, Liam stood up and made his way to his bedroom.About 30 minutes later, Liam stood in front of the full-length mirror in his bedroom, making the final adjustments to his suit. The deep navy fabric accentuated his tall, athletic frame, and the crisp white shirt beneath it added a touch of sophistication. He straightened his tie, ensuring it lay perfectly against his shirt. Taking deep breath to ready himself for whatever awaited him at this mysterious birthday party, he glanced at his reflection once again, and he approved of how he looked. He grabbed his phone and wallet and tucked them neatly into the inner pockets of his suit jacket before making his way out of his bedroom. As he walked in the hallway, he ran into James, his butler, who was waiting for him."Sir, the car is
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