Hearing Megan's words, Elena's expression hardened, confirming her suspicion. The Danvers were indeed there to pressure her into aborting the baby. However, Elena had no intention of complying. She wouldn't abort the baby for many reasons, and also it was one of the few ways she could exact revenge on the Danvers. As their gazes met, she was about to retort. However, before she could speak, Madame Danvers' voice interrupted her.“No, that's not it,” Madame Danvers cut in swiftly, her tone laced with disbelief after hearing Megan's words. She turned her head sharply, giving Megan a disapproving look, unable to fathom why Megan would utter such words to Elena. It simply wasn't the reason for their visit, nor was it within the realm of acceptability. “Oh my god Megan! What on earth are you saying? Stop it,” she commanded sternly, her gaze momentarily shifting back to Elena before returning to Megan. Pausing for a moment, she cleared her throat, her voice softening slightly as she turned
Mrs Danvers let out a soft sigh, throwing a look towards Megan with a gaze that showed her disapproval of what Megan was doing. She did not like that Megan was talking in this, when she should have been quiet. Madame Danvers had been really attempting to help Elena and her to have a talk about their families and the animosity between them. She was hoping to persuade her that their animosity did not need to persist, and that they could forge a new, more friendly and peaceful relationship.Now that Elena was expecting a child that had the Danvers bloodline, Mrs Danvers didn't want to keep being enemies with the Bennett's, and she yearned for a future where they could coexist peacefully, for the sake of her unborn grandson. However, Megan's relentless stream of words only served to elevate the tension in the room, making Madame Danvers' efforts all the more challenging.With each rude remark from Megan, Madame Danvers felt her hopes for reconciliation dwindle further. It seemed that eve
Liam's eyebrows furrowed in concern as he watched none other than Sheila, the Mafia queen, step out of the vehicle. At first, a look of surprise appeared across his face as he wondered what she was doing there. However, he quickly reminded himself of the strained acquaintance he had with her.Not too long ago, the two of them had been allies, joining forces to confront a mutual foe. But since then, their alliance had soured, and they had become more like adversaries. The reason for that was Sheila's relentless pursuit of the ring. When she found out that Liam had a powerful ring that a lot of powerful people and organizations wanted, she also wanted it for herself, tempted by the possibility of having such a powerful item in her possession. She began trying to take it from him, even going as far as threatening him, and that had driven a wedge between them, transforming their once-friendly alliance into something resembling an enmity.As Sheila fully exited the car, she met Liam's gaze
After the first one had tried to put his hands on Liam and got knocked down, Natalie, one of Sheila's most trusted confidants, directed the remaining three men to attack Liam once the first one had been incapacitated. "Get the ring from him," she commanded with an icy determined tone.Hearing her orders, the trio raised their firearms, aiming them as they were about to fire at Liam. However, before they could pull the triggers, Natalie's voice sliced through the tension with authority. "I didn't say shoot him, you imbeciles! Subdue him and seize the ring!" She yelled at them, her frustration evident in her tone. She couldn't allow them to shoot Liam; such an action was never within her instructions. And there was no way Sheila would ever issue such a command. Besides, harming Liam Danvers would be a grave mistake, one that could jeopardize everything Sheila had built, and she knew that, hence she was careful when dealing with him.Immediately after hearing her order, the trio immedi
Liam's attention was now fully focused on the two figures that had arrived out of nowhere He knew the other one, Gary, because this wasn't the first time they had met. They once met when Gary had kidnapped Liam's mom. As for the other figure, shrouded behind a mask, Liam couldn't discern his identity, but one thing was clear: he was with Gary, both sent by the shadow council.A sense of danger washed over Liam as he realized how serious this situation was. Gary was an operative of the shadow, a ruthless secret society, bent on seizing the ring and eradicating the Danvers bloodline. With the ring now in their possession, the shadow's ultimate objective was to eliminate Liam and his family, the Danvers. Liam's heart raced in his chest with worry.Liam understood that he would be forced to fight Gary and his mysterious and masked partner head-on. It was inevitable as he wouldn't have a choice if he wanted to have a chance of getting out of this alive, and he was not so confident he coul
Liam didn't expect Gary to suddenly teleport behind him and attack him. He had no idea that someone could have such an ability. As Gary's devastating attack struck him, Liam was sent flying through the air, crashing forcefully to the ground. Liam immediately tried to get up, however Gary's powerful attack had left him very weak, so he couldn't get up, he could hardly move his feet and hands.Struggling against the aftermath of Gary's powerful attack, Liam tried to push himself to his feet with absolute determination, his muscles trembling with effort. Yet, despite trying his hardest to get to his feet, weakness ran through his body, rendering unable to stand up. Gary's attack was not a Normal one, it was more than a dozen times more powerful than that of a very trained martial artist. Still, despite the overwhelming weakness that was running through his body, Liam refused to stay down, knowing he had to fight as it was the only way he could come out of this alive. Ignoring his achin
Hearing Gary's chilling threat to wipe out his entire family, Liam was gripped by a wave of emotions: fear for his loved ones' safety, coupled with a gnawing sense of helplessness and burning anger. He didn't even want to imagine Gary doing anything to his family.Liam was now even more determined to rise to his feet and stop Gary.Gritting his teeth. He tried to rise up from the ground, Feeling a surge of power coursing through him, as if an invisible force was forcing him to try and rise up.Seeing as Liam tried to stand up, Gary forcefully pressed his foot onto Liam's chest with enough pressure to make him gasp for air as the weight pressed down on him. “What's the matter Liam, not as powerful as before?” He mocked, enjoying the sight of someone who had previously bested him now powerless beneath him.Liam let out a groan in pain, as he tried to move Gary's feet away, however he was pressing down with all his might, so he didn't have enough strength to do so. "You lay one finger on
As Liam expertly evaded Gary's lunging strike, he didn't waste time as he unleashed his own counterattack with precision and power. With a smooth and easy movement he unleashed a bone-crushing roundhouse kick directly at Gary's face. The impact echoed through the air, sending shockwaves of force through Gary's body, forcing him to stagger backwards as he struggled to maintain his balance. Yet, Liam wasn't finished. Without hesitation, he launched himself at Gary once more, delivering a powerful kick square to his chest. The force of the blow lifted Gary off his feet, sending him crashing to the ground with force. This took Gary by surprise, as he hadn't expected Liam to possess such strength, especially since he no longer had the ring that once gave him power. Even Liam was surprised by his own strength, but he didn't think too much of it, knowing the danger wasn't over, yet. After all he wasn't fighting Gary only, he still had to deal with his masked companion. With a quick glance,
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