The woman glanced back at her two colleagues and asked in a casual tone, "Any of you want some coffee?"Adriana declined, raising her hand in a polite gesture, while the man, attempting to get flirtatious with her, accepted with a playful grin. "I'd love some coffee, babe," he quipped smugly. However, the woman clearly did not like being called 'Babe' by him, and it was evident in her response. Her gaze turned cold, and she snapped, "Make your own damn coffee, George!" And she walked away from the machine. Josh rolled his eyes as he raised his hands in defense, "Okay. I was just trying to make conversation geez." Saying that he walked over to the coffee machine and pulled himself some coffee. After his cup was filled he walked back to where Adriana and the woman were standing. Adriana looked at him as she said, "George, tomorrow you start." Sipping on his coffee, George walked to a sofa and sat down. "I know." He said in a frustrated tone. Taking a sip of his coffee, he continued,
As Liam finished reading the information Adriana had sent him, he had a serious look on his face. Now he knew exactly who was targeting his family, and he couldn't help but feel bad that Elena turned out to be an Enemy. Liam sat in contemplation, his mind racing as he considered how to approach this delicate situation. On one hand, he wanted to confront the Bennets and end this once and for all, but he wasn't sure that would be enough. On the other hand, he thought about the possibility of quietly gathering evidence against them, ensuring they faced justice without them knowing.After a deep inner debate, an idea struck him. He decided that he would teach the Bennets a lesson they wouldn't forget. Instead of a direct confrontation, he would use his vast influence and resources to make their business ventures crumble, ultimately bankrupting them. It was a lstrategic move that would serve as both retribution and a warning to those who dared threaten his family.Liam knew that merely ba
Liam returned home after a long day at work. As the Rolls Royce arrived at the Danvers manor and he hopped out of the car, Karen coincidentally was exiting her car at the same time.When Liam noticed her, he greeted her, "Hey." He shut the car door and approached her.Karen smiled warmly as she locked the car door and turned towards him, "Hey, Liam" She couldn't help but blush as she recalled what had transpired between them the other day. Liam also remembered the passionate kiss they shared, causing him to blush slightly. He felt a bit awkward, not sure how to start a regular conversation with her. "So, um… how was your day?" he asked, trying to break the ice."It was alright. The company is doing well. What about you?" Karen inquired as they walked together into the manor.Liam looked at her, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, and decided to address the elephant in the room. "Hey, Karen, listen… about the kiss."Karen stopped Liam before he could continue, and she smiled at him rea
Liam racked his brain, trying to recall who Mr. Simpson was, but the memory remained difficult to catch . However, he was certain that he had encountered that name before, which led him to believe that Mr. Simpson must be a powerful and influential businessman.Liam glanced at Mrs. Maxwell and Amelia, a curious expression on his face. He inquired, "Would you care to enlighten me about who Mr. Simpson is? It seems I've come across that name in some context, but I can't quite remember the details."Mrs. Maxwell smiled and nodded in agreement, she was prepared to provide Liam with some insight. She began, "Of course, Mr. Simpson is a well known figure in the world of business. He's known for his vast business empire, with interests spanning various industries, from technology to finance."Liam nodded in acknowledgement. From what he was hearing, it seemed like this Mr Simpson was a powerful person, a force to be reckoned with.Amelia chimed in, her anger from earlier subsiding as she sha
Mr. Simpson, his patience wearing thin, commanded his henchmen to intensify the assault on Mr. Maxwell, desperately hoping that the relentless beatings would force him to agree to do his biddings. However, to Mr. Simpson's disappointment, even after enduring a brutal beating, Mr. Maxwell remained stubborn. He was unwavering in his refusal to comply with Mr. Simpson's demands. Annoyed and increasingly frustrated by Mr. Maxwell's unyielding stance, Mr. Simpson clenched his teeth in a display of anger. "Don't be foolish, Max," he growled, his threat laden with frustration. "Do as I say, or these men here won't cease their relentless assault."However, Mr. Maxwell remained unfazed by the beatings he had received or the threats, determined not to betray Liam and the Danvers family, especially after learning that Liam had risked his life to save his loved ones. Gratitude and loyalty fueled his resolve, and he had no intention of giving in to Mr. Simpson, even in the face of potential harm
Mr Simpson wondered why Liam had come to his office. What was he looking for? Had he found out about him targeting multiversal studios or what?After a conversation with Mr. Maxwell's wife that revealed the involvement of a businessman named Mr. Simpson in the hostage situation and the coercion of Mr. Maxwell to terminate the deal with Multiversal Studios, Liam made the decision to visit Mr. Simpson. Liam's decision to visit Mr. Simpson was driven by his desire to learn more about the person involved and to send a clear message that the Danvers should not be underestimated or messed with. He was determined to get to the bottom of this intricate situation and ensure that justice prevailed.As Liam laid eyes on the elderly Mr. Simpson, he couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. He had anticipated a formidable figure, someone with a tough aura. However, the man sitting before him appeared nervous and intimidated by him, from the moment he spotted Liam. But it was all quite und
Mr. Simpson sat in silence, the reality of his difficult decision sinking in. He knew he had no choice. He was cornered, with his dirty business dealings exposed and the Danvers family's power bearing down on him. He couldn't risk the exposure of his criminal activities, which would not only ruin him but also invite the law to his door step. Mr. Simpson understood the seriousness of the situation he was in. If the law got involved, it would likely lead to a comprehensive investigation into his various illicit activities, which would spell the end of his empire and possibly his freedom. He was already on thin ice with Liam having discovered his involvement in human trafficking, and the last thing he wanted was for the entire extent of his criminal enterprises to be exposed to the public.Mr Simpson paused for a few moments. Letting out a heavy sigh he finally spoke, his voice sounding defeated. "Fine, Mr. Danvers. You win. I will release Mr. Maxwell and end my involvement with Multive
In the dimly lit office, Mr. Simpson and Don Salvatore found themselves in a tense discussion. Don Salvatore's question hung heavily in the air, emphasizing the gravity of the situation."How do you propose we go about this?" Don Salvatore asked. He was not pleased with the fact that his ally had given up Mr. Maxwell to Liam. Mr. Maxwell was their only hope at acquiring the ring from Liam, a valuable item that Don Salvatore had long coveted. Mr. Maxwell's release had sent their elaborate plans into disarray.Mr. Simpson sighed heavily, feeling the weight of the situation press down on him as he walked over to his desk and slumped into the chair. "I don't know," he admitted, rubbing his temples. "I need time to think. This is a mess."Don Salvatore was feeling impatient and frustrated. They were doing just fine, until Liam showed up and ruined everything, and that angered him, and he couldn't help feeling like it was all Reginald's fault. As he stood near the window, his gaze fixed on
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