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After Karen walked away with her mom after she had declared that their relationship was over, Liam thought about going after her, hoping to explain even more, so he could get her to see the truth one last time. But deep down, he knew it would be useless. She wasn't going to listen to him at this point.She clearly was convinced those pictures were real, and no amount of explaining or pleading would change her mind. His best shot now was to find the person responsible for the fake photos and make them confess that it was all a setup.Speaking of the person responsible for all of this, Liam still didn’t know who it was. He had been so close to getting answers from the photographer earlier, but Karen and her mother had interrupted before he could get any names. Now the photographer had vanished, and Liam doubted he’d be able to find him on the yacht. The man had likely already slipped away into the night.Feeling the heartbreak of the breakup settling in, Liam decided to head back to the
Elena blinked, slightly surprised that Liam was accusing her of hiring someone to take compromising pictures of him. She let out a soft laugh. “Me? Oh, please,” she said with a smirk, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “As much as I love being credited for every disaster in your life, I had nothing to do with that.” She waved her hand dismissively, “Do you really think I’d waste my time on something so petty?”Liam narrowed his eyes, still not convinced. With how desperate and hungry Elena and her brother were to cause chaos in the lives of the Danvers family, Liam wouldn’t be surprised at all if it was her. In fact, he believed she had something to do with this, somehow. If not her, then who else at this event? Elena and her brother had always been at the center of a lot of schemes against his family. It made sense she’d be involved in this too.“Then how do you know about the breakup?" Liam asked, his eyes narrowing as watched her closely, trying to catch her in a lie. This time, he
Liam was filled with suspicion that Mrs Wolfe and Jeremy might be the one who had hired the photographer. He decided to approach them and confront them about it, although he knew that Karen had already seen the pictures, and she had believed that they were real, so the Damage was already done. It was too late, their relationship was over now, and he didn't know any way to make Karen believe this. Despite this, Liam felt compelled to face Jeremy and Karen's mom, and force them to admit that they were responsible for those edited photographs.As he approached the two of them, Jeremy spotted him from the corner of his eye. Jeremy had been engaged in a low, secretive conversation with Mrs. Wolfe, but the moment he saw Liam, he quickly signaled for Mrs. Wolfe to stop talking, clearly not wanting Liam to overhear their discussion.Both Mrs Wolfe and Jeremy glared at Liam, wondering what was the reason he walked over towards them? They both were suspecting that he must be suspicious of the
A few months had passed since that night when Liam and Karen's relationship ended, all because of the fake pictures Mrs. Wolfe had faked. Despite the clear manipulation behind the photos, Karen seemed to believed they were real, and that belief led her to cut ties with Liam. She was heartbroken and in disbelief.During the weeks that followed after that night, Liam had made several attempts to get Karen to understand the truth. He had explained repeatedly that the photographs were edited, and that her mom and Jeremy were the ones behind it all. He tried reasoning with her, laying out the facts and pointing out the clear agenda behind the deception. But Karen, deeply hurt and heartbroken, held on to her belief that he had betrayed her, and refused to listen. She didn't want to hear that the pictures were fake, to her, Liam was lying. Every conversation Liam tried to initiate with, felt like a dead end. Her trust in him had been shattered completely and no matter how much he had tried
Liam found himself lost in thought, thinking about Karen once more. However, he quickly shook off the memories, reminding himself of the fresh start he was seeking. Liam continued to admire the view. The thought of a new start made him slightly excited as he imagined the possibilities of what his life could be like. The idea of a fresh beginning in such a stunning setting filled him with optimism. Who knows, maybe he would finally forget about Karen completely and find someone else to be with.Before Liam had a chance to admire the view further, the real estate agent emerged from the luxurious building In Front of him and approached him with a bright smile. “Liam, glad you could make it! I think you’re going to love this place,” she greeted professionally. The real estate agent was a woman in her forties, dressed in a tailored navy suit that exuded confidence.Liam turned to look at her a s she approached him, he nodded, eager to see the apartment. “Hello.” The real estate agent led
Liam walked towards his car, his mind still occupied by the scene unfolding across from him at another apartment building. He could clearly see that someone was about to get abducted, but he didn’t want to intervene. And it wasn’t just because of the real estate agent's warning. While her words did play a part in his decision to ignore everything, it was mostly his own reluctance. He simply didn’t feel like getting involved.Liam felt like he already had a lot of enemies as it is and he didn’t want to make anymore enemies by getting involved in whatever was happening over there, especially with people capable of something like that. The two men trying to force the man into a car, looked like they belonged to some powerful Mafia, and Liam didn't want trouble. As it stood, he already had plenty of enemies. Some he had made on his own over a few months, and others he had inherited the moment he became a Danvers. Adding to that list would be reckless, maybe even stupid.And besides, mayb
Liam watched, frozen, as the young woman was slapped by one of the attackers right in front of him. He could hear the crack of the slap, see the woman fall again. His facial expression darkened. He couldn't believe that they would dare to raise their hands to the woman. But more than anything, the anger Liam was feeling was more on himself than then men, for not doing anything the moment he saw that the old man needed help. What was he doing? Why was he just standing there while this was happening? He felt like he was no better than the men doing the beating.Liam couldn't believe that up to this point he had done nothing to help the old man who was clearly in need of help.But it was understandable that he didn't want to intervene seeing as he didn't know the whole story as to why the old man was in this situation. He was trying to be cautious, remembering that the last time he got involved in something similar he had made an unwanted enemy. And although he had long taken care of th
“How about you let the old man go buddy?” Liam said coldly, taking on an aggressive stance as he tried to match the man's aggressive energy. “Believe me, it would be in your own good interest if you leave!” He added coldly.The young woman, still struggling to recover from being shoved to the ground, looked up at Liam in disbelief. For a moment, her eyes widened as she registered his presence, someone was actually stepping in to help her and her father? She hadn’t expected anyone to intervene and try to help her and her dad, especially not against these men. These men ruled over this part of the city with an iron fist, and everyone in the area knew it. They did what they wanted, and no one dared to go against them, not unless they had a death wish. With their power around here, the idea of anyone standing up to them was unheard of.And yet, here Liam was standing his ground, risking himself against people most would run from. Liam was either stupid or he didn't know who he was dealin
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