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
Liam sat on his bed, listening to the heated argument between Mr. Simpson and Don Salvatore, followed by Salvatore ending their partnership. He felt a sense of happiness wash over him. It was an unexpected turn of events, but it played in his favor. Now, he saw a chance to deal with Don Salvatore without the support of Mr. Simpson. It made his task of confronting Salvatore on his own terms much more achievable.Removing the headphone from his head, Liam rose from the bed, letting out a sigh. He then darted his gaze towards the dresser, where the mysterious and ancient book was. Walking over to the dresser he picked up the book, and walked back to the bed and sat down. He flipped it open, and began reading the first page. He was still surprised by the fact that, not long ago, he couldn't understand what was written on the book, it was all foreign language to him, however now that he was wearing the ring, it had become possible for him to understand what the book said.As Liam delved d
As Liam and Karen made their way down the illustrious red carpet, their presence stirred a flurry of attention, drawing the gaze of not only the other attendees but also the keen red carpet interviewers. It was expected that they would both attract so much attention, seeing as they were dressed impeccably. Karen was looking stunning, dressed in an expensive long, flowing gown. And Liam was dressed in a red suit that made him look even more attractive than he already was.As they walked together, they looked like a couple, and people were curious. Being the CEO of multiversal studios, almost everyone inside the lobby knew who Liam was, some overly curious people had even done background checks on him, and had found out that he was single, so it was surprising to them to see him with a woman, walking hand in hand.With their microphones and cameras in hands, the interviewers skillfully navigated the glitzy crowd to reach Liam and Karen.One of the reporters called out, "Mr Danvers, over
During the interviews, one of the interviewers then shifted his gaze towards Liam and put a mic to his mouth as he asked, "Mr Danvers. You're the CEO of the production company Erin is signed to, how is it managing a big talent like her?" Liam was caught off guard by the question, he didn't expect such a question to be thrown at him. How was he supposed to respond to that? It was no secret that Liam disliked Erin, because he held a grudge against her for the abusive marriage she had put him into. And honestly, even though Erin was a big part of multiversal studios, Liam would have much rather she wasn't, the only reason her contract wasn't terminated yet was because he didn't want to have to pay her a lot of money and also, if she were to leave multiversal studios the company might lose a lot of fans."Um… it's an honour." Liam replied in a somewhat casual tone.Erin forced a faint smile but couldn't help feeling disrespected by Liam's insincere response. She had a keen sense for sin
Liam could not hide his surprise after seeing Sheila. Shifting his gaze, he turned from Karen to find Sheila sitting beside him. A frown appearing onhis face as he asked, "What are you doing here?"Sheila had a sly smirk on her face, as she leaned in closer, her voice low in a hushed whisper, "Hi, don't look so shocked. I couldn't resist attending such a grand event, especially when you're in attendance. We have unfinished business, you and I." Knowing exactly what she was talking about, Liam frowned slightly as he leaned in closer to match her hushed tone, his eyes focused and intimidating. "If you're here for the ring, forget it." He made it clear, knowing that Sheila was here for the ring. It annoyed him knowing that, she was after something that she had no right over, because it belonged in the Danvers family, and it had been there for many years. Liam found it annoying and puzzling why some individuals had the tendency to forcefully claim what didn't rightfully belong to them.
Sheila aiming to create a misunderstanding between Liam and Karen, who she thought was his girlfriend, carefully spoke in a way that had everyone thinking that Liam and her were having a romantic relationship. And it was all for her own amusement, she didn't care about the damage her lies might inflict on Liam and Karen's relationship. Why would she be concerned about Liam's breakup when she herself wishes to be in a relationship with someone like him? Infact it would give her some satisfaction knowing that he wasn't dating anyone. In her honest moments, she acknowledged her attraction to him, but the reality was that pursuing a relationship with Liam was very impossible, especially now that their paths were on a collision course as adversaries. Nevertheless, she was willing to make that sacrifice to obtain the powerful and greatly desired ring, which had become a symbol of her ambition and an obsession she couldn't ignore.Karen, Upon hearing Sheila's insinuations about the good mom
The ring was very important and under no circumstances, was Liam supposed to hand it over to anyone, so even though he was threatened by Sheila's words and knew she might indeed follow up o her threats, he was still refusing to give it up, "I won't give you the ring, Sheila. And I don't think holding this place hostage is a good thing." He tried to reason with her, "Imagine, how much your reputation will be ruined if you do that.""I actually don't care about that." Sheila replied. Liam looked at her, still determined to keep the ring. He wished his security was with him right now, but he had left with Karen in such a hurry that they didn't have any security. Plus they didn't think they might need security at the event. "Well, do what you want, you are not getting this ring." Liam said.Sheila's smile vanished as she realized Liam wasn't backing down. Intending to make him see she wasn't bluffing, she turned towards Natalie, who was standing at a distance and signaled to her. Natalie
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