Liam eventually forced himself to not think about Karen anymore by focusing his mind somewhere else. It had been three months since they broke up, yet he still found himself still thinking about her from time to time, and he really wished he could forget her completely and go on.She probably already had moved on. For all he knew, she might be seeing someone new. Jeremy, maybe? After all, her mom had always pushed her toward him. The thought twisted something inside him, but he quickly shoved it aside, refusing to dwell on what was no longer his concern.After some time, when he’d finished his breakfast, Liam excused himself from the table. He got ready for the day. He dressed himself in a crimson colored tailored suit before heading out for work. A little while later, Liam arrived at Multiversal Studios and made his way inside the building through his private entrance after parking his vehicle. As he walked down the quiet corridor, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. Before he c
Liam nodded in response to Mr. Blackthorn's remark that they had much to discuss. Despite being worried, on the outside, he appeared calm, but inwardly he was already on high alert, his mind racing with questions. What could they possibly have to discuss? Liam needed Mr Blackthorn's help to get the ring back from the shadow court, so he wanted to be cautious when dealing with him. The mysterious book had warned him that failure to recover the ring would result in dire consequences, not just for him but potentially for those he cared about. And that was the reason he viewed Mr Blackthorn as somewhat important and didn't want to make an enemy out of him.According to Caesar, Mr. Blackthorn was not happy with Liam’s recent actions, actions that had apparently disrupted his business. But Liam had no idea what those actions were, and he hoped Blackthorn would shed some light on the situation. Whatever it was, he hoped it could be resolved peacefully; he couldn't afford to have Mr. Blackth
At the moment, it didn’t matter to Liam if him going against Mr Blackthorn to help Rachel and the Carrington family would come back to bite him in the ass at some point in his life. It was true that the shadow court was now trying to take him out after they got the ring. Although they had successfully taken the ring from him, they still viewed him as a threat to their plans. And it was not just him but the whole Danvers family. The Danvers were the only ones capable of wielding the ring, but even among them, it had to be a particular Danvers, a chosen one. The ring's full power could only be unlocked by that individual, someone destined by both bloodline and fate, like Liam. This added another layer of complications and danger, as the chosen Danvers held the key to a power that could shift the balance of everything.For the Shadow Court, this made the Danvers family their greatest threat. If the ring were to fall into the hands of the chosen Danvers, their carefully laid plans would
As he got outside, Liam got in his car and left immediately. Driving down the road, Liam's eyes were focused on the road, however his mind was somewhere else, occupied by everything that was going on in his life. The end of his alliance with Mr Blackthorn meant that he had less chances of getting the ring back. While he still had the support of Adriana and George, he wasn't very confident that he could succeed with them.His mind was filled with uncertainty when the sudden buzz of his phone snapped him out of his thoughts. He glanced at the screen, recognizing his mother’s name. Letting out a weary sigh, he reluctantly answered the call through his earbuds. “Hi mom,”“Liam!” His mother’s voice echoed in his ears through the speaker, sharp and laced with frustration, catching him off guard. He immediately knew something was wrong judging by her upset tone. “Elena called me,” she continued, her tone accusatory. “She said you’ve been ignoring her calls! Is that true?”Liam slowed down,
MeanwhileAfter almost thirty minutes of driving, the clinic came into view and Liam slowed the car and pulled into the parking lot. He sat in the car for a while, staring blankly at the building for a moment before shutting off the engine. He sat there for another few seconds, contemplating whether he was ready to face the uncomfortable reality waiting inside. He had never thought deeply of this, but now he was getting hit with the reality of expecting a child, honestly he didn't know if he was ready for that, and the fact that of all people the person he was going to share a child with was Elena made it even more frustrating. He didn't want to share a child with Elena, but he had no choice.With a final sigh, Liam grabbed his jacket off the passenger seat and exited the car. He walked to the entrance. As soon as he stepped through the door, the sharp scent of disinfectant hit his nose. The air was cool, mixed with the chemical sterility that held on to every corner of the clinic. A
Liam and Elena walked out of the checkup room at the same time. As they darted into the hallway, the slightly cold, sterile air of the clinic pressed down on them once more. Liam’s thoughts were still racing from the news of the baby’s gender. A son. A part of him wanted to be excited at the idea of fatherhood, however another part of him told him there was nothing to be happy about. After all, it was Elena he was going to share the kid with, and who knows what storm she was going to cause. At this point, he wasn’t sure how to feel, or how to react. The reality of becoming a father with someone like Elena was sinking in, and it felt heavier than he’d anticipated. It's not like he had thought of being a dad before, since his life was always occupied with a lot of stuff to ever have the time to think about fatherhood. However, still even in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that he would be having a child with someone like Elena. He wouldn't mind having a child with someone else
Although Elena was quick to deny Liam's offer, deep down she was tempted by it and she knew it. The moment he had asked that question he could see that there was a hesitation in her eyes. However it was so brief that it was almost unnoticeable, but Liam noticed it. He could tell that she was thinking about it.But then, something shifted. Elena's expression darkened, her eyes narrowing as she realized exactly what Liam was doing, manipulation. He was trying to exploit her desperation, using her vulnerable situation to push her into accepting the deal. Fury sparked in her gaze as she spoke, her voice cold and dripping with contempt. "I see what you’re doing," she spat, her tone sharp and biting. "You really are a piece of work, you know that? Trying to separate a child from his mother? How heartless do you have to be to even think of that? Who does that? Who wants their own son to grow up without a mother?"Liam didn't say anything, her words not effecting him. He was indeed trying t
At that same moment, Elena hurried through the hallway, the sound of her high heels clicking sharply against the cold floor. She wasn’t paying much attention to her surroundings as her thoughts were far too tangled to focus on anything else. Liam’s offer, the words he had thrown at her, kept circling in her mind. She had turned him down, rejected the money, the chance to get back everything she and her brother Nathan had lost, but now, she was starting to second-guess herself.A part of her wondered if she should have accepted it. After all, she could use the money. A fresh start, a way to revive everything she had lost. The temptation was real. Her family’s company was bankrupt, their family home was also long gone. Liam’s offer could bring it all back, everything she had once dreamed of reclaiming.But more than that, Elena had a darker thought lurking in the back of her mind, one that made the decision easier. With the plan she and Mr. Simpson were carefully orchestrating, Liam w
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