The echoing sound of Erin's slap attracted everyone's attention, and everyone shifted their attention, looking at Erin, Liam, and Marshall with shocked expressions. What was happening? And why did the famous Erin Lopez slap that handsome young man all of a sudden? "What did he do, to be slapped like this?" A man in a white suit asked the person standing next to him, with a perplexed expression.The other man shrugged his shoulders."Who knows why she slapped him… but he surely offended her, otherwise why would she slap him?" People talked amongst themselves, disdainfully glaring at Liam.According to them, Liam was the one in the wrong. Of course, they had to take Erin's side, she was a famous actress, while Liam was obviously a nobody, despite dressing luxuriously.Liam didn't care what people thought of him, he just wanted to get divorced from Erin. Glaring at Erin, lividly, Liam was about to say something to her, when suddenly, s
"Sure sir." The security guards nodded, in affirmation, before walking away. Lisa who was also watching the fight looked at Dick and asked. "Babe, don't you think that guy has been beaten up enough... I mean he is begging for mercy." She asked with a look of concern. Marshall's face was bloody, and he looked pitiful, but it looked like Liam was not yet done with him, even though Marshall was stepping back and begging him to stop.Erin knew that if she wanted her Marshall to make it out of the hotel without any broken bones or alive at all, she had to intervene."Liam stop, enough!" Erin said as she stood between Marshall and Liam, and then she looked at Marshall, who was still standing even after receiving the worst beating of his life.Taking her eyes off Marshall, and looking at Liam, Erin stepped closer to him, and then she gritted her teeth as she said. "You know why, I don't accept you as my husband? It's because you're always like this, Liam. You're
Having had enough of what was going on, Lana decided to intervene, and finally put an end to Erin's lying. "We both know that you're the one doing all those things you're accusing him of, and you're also forcing him to stay married to you… and that evidence proves it all, doesn't it?" Lana asked.Erin did notlike what Lana did. And why was she taking Liam side at all? "Why don't you shut up, you don't know the truth?" Erin stated, coldly, she turned and looked at the people saying, "Don't believe her, she's only taking his side cause she is jealous of me." Erin said. And according to her, Lana was jealous of her success.Hearing Erin's words, Someone scoffed at her words. "Yeah, right, you want us to believe you over Lana?" He asked, crossing his hand on his chest."I think, you're the liar here, your husband has shown us the proof about what type of person you're." Stated another one. "...." Erin opened her mouth to reply, but she didn't have anything to say, they were right."Wha
'Oops, I almost forgot, that I have to text Cynthia and tell her about her husband… poor girl, she's going to be very heartbroken when she finds out..' Liam thought to himself. He was already feeling bad for Marshall's wife, but still she had to find out someday, and so he might as well be the one to tell her. Liam thought.Meanwhile Erin and Marshall were driving home, with disappointed hearts after the humiliation they faced. Erin was feeling embarrassed, how was she going to face the public after this now? She wondered. "I think we should go to the hospital, you're hurt!" Erin said. And this wasn't the first time she had told him about it, she kept trying to convince him, but he wasn't listening to her, he didn't even look at her or talk to her ever since they left the hotel in shame. In the end, Erin just sighed, and then she looked at Marshall, "it's not my fault… so don't be mad at me," Erin said. "It's all because of him." Erin muttered coldly, she turned and looked at Marsha
Erin felt betrayed by Marshall. She used to think he loved her back, but after what he did, she was not sure anymore. Her trust in him was completely broken. 'How could he do that to me.' Erin thought to herself, thinking back to when he forced her out his SUV, and he also called her a slut?"A famous actress in the middle of nowhere at night, what could go wrong?" Erin mumbled to herself. She still could not believe that Marshall would dare leave her in the middle of nowhere at night. But he did, so she had better believe it.She could have just called someone to come and pick her up, but unfortunately, she left the phone on Marshall's SUV, Erin sighed in annoyance.Now, she had no choice but to walk on foot. Erin started walking. It was a 1 hour 45 minutes walk to the Lopez Mansion and it was in the middle of the night, so it was dangerous for a woman like her to be walking alone. Looking around the place, It was dark, and the street lights couldn't properly light every part of it.
"Honey I know, but he has to do it on his own… that way he'll be strong." Liam's father replied. "It's because he was not strong enough, that's why he got himself in this mess." He added, nicely.Knowing he was right, Mrs. Danvers had no choice but to agree with her husband. He was right, Liam had to get through this on his own. He needed to get through it on his own, in order to be stronger. The fact that Liam got himself trapped in an indefinite contract marriage just proved to his parents that he was weak, and in order to prove that he was strong enough to lead their family empire, he had to get himself out of the mess he got himself into. … The next day, Liam woke up with a smile on his face. Just thinking about what Erin must be going through after the previous night gave him satisfaction. He had sent Marshall's wife the evidence of his affair, and so he was sure Marshall was going through a lot in his marriage too, and he d
After Liam left multiversal studios with Karen, he spent five hours driving Karen to different locations that she wanted to see. At this time, he felt like her driver and servant, because she kept on ordering him around, she once told him to go and buy her a Cappuccino, and then when it started raining, instead of getting back inside the car, to wait for the rain to stop, she made him shield her with an umbrella. "It's beautiful here." Karen said, taking out her cellphone, she snapped a few pictures of the sea. Turning to look at Liam, she ordered, "Take a picture of me standing close to the Bugatti.""Uhm…. okay?" Liam replied, he didn't like her commanding tone, it reminded him of someone he pretty much hated. "Okay, I've taken the picture." Liam said, stretching out the cellphone to her."Keep taking, pictures, and I'll tell you when to stop, okay." Karen said.Liam's cellphone rang. Quickly he took it out to answer it. But when Liam saw the callers ID, he i
It was then that Erin realized that Marshall was just a faker, he didn't love her back."Well, it's your loss… enjoy living like this…" Erin said bitterly, referring to the small house Marshall and his wife lived in. "I was gonna change your life, you know, I can't believe I even bought a house for us." Erin said, her heart pounding painfully in her chest. She turned around to leave, but then when she got to the door she turned around and walked back inside the house. She couldn't leave like this, she was too angry and she wanted to vent her anger. Erin lashed at Marshall and slapped him across the face. Shocked and angry, Marshall felt the urge to retaliate, but he controlled himself seeing as his wife was watching, and he didn't want to look like an asshole for laying his hands on a woman. "Get out!" Marshall demanded, pointing her towards the door."No, you both get out… Marshall leave my house, I'm tired of telling you to get out of here?" M
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