And it was surprising to him how long it had taken to fully notice Karen in a romantic way, however he didn't blame himself for that at all. At the time, when he first met Karen, he had just come out of a bad marriage with Erin, and he wasn’t ready to consider getting another relationship. Additionally, the pressure from his mother and nearly everyone around him to be with Karen had only pushed him away. He didn’t want to enter a marriage with someone he felt obligated to be with, especially when it felt comparable to his contract marriage with Erin. A faint smile appeared across Liam's face as he walked over to Karen. “Hey,” he greeted warmly. Slightly startled by his voice, Karen looked up from her laptop. When she saw that it was Liam, her eyes lit up as she met his gaze. She smiled back, her voice soft and affectionate. “Oh, hey, babe.” Liam walked over towards her, sharing a brief kiss with Karen, before he settled onto the sofa next to her. Stretching out and relaxing as he
Although Karen wasn’t pleased with Erin’s presence, she did her best not to show it to Mrs Danvers and Liam. Karen understood why Mrs. Danvers had a good relationship with Erin lately; Erin had played a crucial role in saving their lives after a car accident, which meant they owed her a significant debt of gratitude, apparently.Karen recognized that this sense of indebtedness likely shaped Mrs Danvers' positive impression of Erin. Despite the dislike for Erin that Karen felt, she was aware that Mrs. Danvers probably viewed Erin through the lens of her past actions, which painted her in a favorable light. Probably why she was hanging out with her and was very nice to her despite the fact that he But still, Karen wished that Mrs. Danvers wasn't so close with Erin over her. As the future daughter in law of the family, she wanted her and Mrs. Danvers to bond; however, Mrs. Danvers never really seemed to have time to spend with her future daughter in-law. Whether she was busy with other
Around 9 pmElena walked through the door as she entered the police station, her expression was serious, but at the same time also had a hint of concern. The altercation she had just had with Karen and Megan at the store a few hours ago, was still fresh in her mind and it made her angry. Elena couldn’t believe how everything had turned out. She had been so confident that she would have the last laugh by getting Karen and Megan kicked out and banned from the store. After all, she was a regular customer, spending tens of thousands each time. It seemed only right that the manager and staff would listen to her and remove anyone who bothered her.But instead of triumph, she had faced humiliation. Not only had Karen and Megan managed to get her kicked out, but she had also been banned from the store for life. The very store where she had once wielded so much influence had now turned against her. The defeat was more than she had anticipated, and the blow to her pride was hard to bear.Elena
But Elena couldn’t let that happen. Nathan was her only family and one of the few people she had left in this world, and despite everything, she couldn’t bear the thought of him spending his life behind bars. More like she hated the thought of being alone with no family in the world. The idea of losing him, of being completely alone in the world, was unbearable. She was determined to do whatever it took to get him out.Reaching into her purse she pulled out her phone. As she unlocked it she knew she had to call someone who could get Nathan released. Ironically the first person who came to her mind was Liam. And she couldn't believe she was thinking of calling him and asking for help.Liam was powerful enough to get Nathan released if he wanted to so it was only normal that she thought of calling him. ‘No. Not him.’ she thought to herself, shaking her head. Liam was out of the question. He would never help them under any circumstances. First of all, he was the one who had gotten Nath
Liam suspected that Mr. Simpson must have leveraged the mayor’s help to get Nathan out of jail. If that was true, it meant Mr. Simpson’s connections were even more extensive than Liam had anticipated. Being able to get the mayor's help was no small feat for a lot of people. However, to someone as powerful as the Simpsons it wasn't very hard. But still, Liam wasn’t impressed. Mr. Simpson having strong connections with the mayor wasn’t such an impressive feat to him. The Danvers family had ties to far more powerful people in key positions across the country.Liam let out a deep sigh as he put the phone down. He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples as he tried to think of his next move. The release of Nathan from jail felt like a direct challenge from Mr. Simpson, a test of power and influence. Liam had always known that the Simpsons were well-connected, but this was a bold move even for them, one that seemed to be a clear message: ‘We can reach just as far as you can.’The fac
The next day, Liam decided to pay a visit to the mayor, the same person who had made the call for Nathan to be released. He arrived at the grand, stately building that housed the mayor’s office. As he walked towards the entrance his steps were measured and deliberate. He walked past the security guards who performed their usual security checks on him before letting him in.He stepped into the spacious, elegantly designed lobby that served as the reception area. Liam glanced around, and the air was cool and quiet. The space was open and airy, with high ceilings and large windows that let in natural light, casting long shadows across the polished marble floors.Liam was impressed with how beautiful and opulent the place was. The reception area was beautifully decorated, with modern art pieces hanging on the walls and a few potted plants strategically placed to add a touch of greenery. There were also sleek, leather armchairs arranged in small clusters around glass coffee tables, offerin
Seeing Mr Simpson and the mayor together, only confirmed what Liam already knew: Mr. Simpson was behind the mayor’s decision to demand Nathan's release from police custody. As the three of them, Nathan, Mr Simpson and the mayor engaged in conversation, they didn't see that Liam was standing near the window in the lobby. Liam decided not to make his presence known to them as he quietly observed the three men. Standing by the large windows, he kept his gaze fixed on the group, trying to piece together what they were talking about. He tried to overhear their conversation, but they were too far away from him to hear anything. Their voices were little more than faint murmurs drowned out by the ambient noise of the building, but judging by their friendly and cheerful expressions, he could tell that the mayor and Mr Simpson got along very well. Which explained how the mayor was the one who had made the call to free Nathan. Mr Simpson clearly was the one who had asked him. Liam’s mind race
If this were truly a business meeting, Nathan's presence made no sense to Liam, because first of all he wasn't connected to Mr Simpsons corporation and secondly, Nathan was a criminal who was only out of jail because of Mr Simpson. Liam already knew the truth, that the mayor was aiding Mr. Simpson but he wanted to hear them try to justify it.“Then what is his business in all this? Why is he not in police custody?” Liam asked, his gaze fixed on Nathan, who stood beside Mr. Simpson and the mayor. Liam then said to Nathan, “And don’t think just because you’re out now, I’ve forgotten what you did. I’ll make sure you pay for it.Nathan stared back at Liam his gaze cold, engaging in a silent battle of wills. However he didn't say anything in return. Well, what was he supposed to say in response? Normally, Nathan would have shot back a retort or challenged Liam to take action. But now, having seen firsthand what Liam was capable of, Nathan knew better than to provoke him further.The truth
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