The Carrington siblings all felt that the doctor was about to give them some terrible news about their father. Fear gripped them as they waited in the cold, quiet hallway outside the emergency room. What could the news be? Was their father even still alive?Rachel looked at her brother and sister and they looked back at her, all sharing the same worry. No one wanted to think about the possibility of their father being dead, but the fear hung over them, heavy and impossible to ignore.Judging by the professional and solemn look on the doctor's face Liam could also tell that she had bad news. He was just hoping it wasn't as bad as he was thinking it was.“What happened doctor? Is our dad alright?” Ethan finally asked, not able to take the silence from the doctor any longer.The doctor took a breath, her expression somber. “I’m sorry to inform you that Mr. Carrington experienced a serious complication related to his heart. He has a blockage that has led to severe damage.” She explained t
The doctor made her way out of the empty hospital room, her grip tight around the briefcase full of cash. The cool air in the hallway did little to calm the nervousness she felt. She wasn’t sure if she had just made the deal of a lifetime or if she had sold her soul to the devil by agreeing to do what that woman wanted.It was clear that the woman worked for someone very powerful with a vested interest in the Carrington family. Whoever it was, they were serious, after all, they had paid a briefcase full of cash for it.The doctor walked swiftly, her footsteps echoing through the sterile corridor until she reached her office. Once inside, she closed the door behind her. She placed the briefcase on a nearby cabinet, opening it briefly to take one last glance at the bundles of cash inside. After that, she closed it, the snap of the briefcase closing echoing in the quiet room. She slowly removed her white coat, draping it over her chair before turning her attention to the file on her des
Meanwhile, Liam and Aretha were seated in the waiting room, waiting for Rachel and her brother Ethan to come from the doctor's office. Liam had decided to stay with them, offering support in case they needed it, whether financially or through his connections. He understood that he didn’t owe them anything; after all, they weren’t family. But seeing them in distress ate at his conscience and he couldn't just walk away. They were going through a difficult time, and it felt like the right thing to do.Aretha shifted in her seat, her gaze darting towards Liam. She couldn’t help but wonder why he was here. Surely he had a lot of other things to do as the heir of the Danvers empire. He seemed to show up whenever they were in need lately. Just yesterday, he had rescued her dad from those men, and now, with her father in the hospital, he was here again. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.“Excuse me?” Liam replied, taken aback by her question.Areth
As Liam approached the VIP area, he noticed several people surrounding Mr. Edwards, all engaged in animated conversation. The men and women were dressed in stylish, elegant attires, perfectly suited for a luxurious country club setting. Among them the one that caught Liam's attention the most was a stunning woman in her thirties whose presence seemed to be commanding attention.But the fact that she was looking stunning, wasn't what caught Liam's attention, it was the fact that she had her eyes on him since she looked at him. She continued to look at him trying to make eye contact as he approached, not shying or looking away. It was as if she wanted him to approach her.Her long, flowing hair framed her face, and her sharp features were complemented by a confident smile. Her eyes sparkled with interest as she regarded Liam, an undeniable attraction radiating from her. She wore a fitting red dress that accentuated her curves, exuding both allure and worldlinessAs he got i to the secti
“I’m sorry, but I’m not interested,” Liam said bluntly, discomfort creeping into his tone. It wasn’t that he found her unattractive; she certainly had her charms. However, he wasn’t the type to get swept away by superficial allure. He preferred genuine connections over fleeting temptations, and something about this situation felt off.He had just rejected her? Selena was taken aback. She hadn’t expected rejection from Liam, especially after she had openly shown that she was very much interested in him. She had been so sure he would fall for her charms, after all she was looking stunning. Selena's expression went from surprise to clear disappointment. Feeling offended by his blunt rejection, her expression darkened. The warmth in her smile quickly disappeared, replaced by a sharp look of offense in her eyes. “Not interested? Really?” she scoffed, the playfulness that was in her tone earlier wasn't there any more, it was replaced with an iciness as she spoke. She stood up, her chair s
Her voice startled Liam, and he immediately turned to face her, irritation and surprise creeping into his voice. “Selena? What are you doing here?” ignoring her suggestions for fun, he pointed her towards the sign that showed males only near the door. “Are you lost? This is for males only!” “Shh, don’t be too loud. We wouldn’t want people to know we’re both here, would we?” She said, a sly smile playing on her lips as she attempted to touch her finger to his lips. However Liam didn't let her, as he instinctively moved out of her reach, annoyance flashing in his eyes.Glaring coldly at her, Liam said, “Are you out of your mind! I told you I’m not interested, Selena. Now, leave me alone.” He threatened her. But Selena took another step closer to him, her body language shifting to something more predatory. “Come on, Liam. Don’t be like that. You’re just playing hard to get,” she said in a purring tone, her eyes locking into his with an intensity that felt both enticing and dangerous.“
Liam’s stomach churned. The audacity of her claim left him momentarily speechless. His mind raced, struggling to comprehend how she could twist the situation so dramatically.Before he could fully process the impending disaster, the sound of footsteps thundered from outside. Selena’s cries had drawn attention, and in no time, a burst into the bathroom, alarm etched on their faces, their eyes darting between the two of them. Not even a second after the men entered, more people from the country club also arrived “What’s going on?” one of them demanded, taking in the scene with wide eyes. Selena stood there, fabric torn in her hands. She was the picture of a victim in distress, and Liam looked like the predator. Fake tears fell from Selena's eyes, and she played her role flawlessly, bringing out a mix of concern and aggression from the newcomers who all glared at Liam with disgust. “Help, please, he tried to take advantage of me!” Selena cried out, dropping to the floor. She sobbed, h
Liam was stunned as the country club security moved in, handcuffing him without so much as asking for his side of the story. There was no attempt to understand what had happened, no investigation, just swift action based on assumptions. The fact that they were in the men's bathroom didn’t seem to raise any suspicion. No one questioned why Selena was even there, in a place meant for men. That alone should have made them stop and think something wasn’t adding up.As they put the cuffs on him, for a moment, Liam considered resisting. It would have been easy for him to shake them off and leave. And no one would be able to stop him. But he stopped himself, knowing that fleeing would only worsen the situation. Instead, he allowed them to cuff him, the cold metal biting into his wrists, the weight of the injustice sinking in. His mind raced, trying to comprehend how everything had spiraled so quickly. He was being accused of something he hadn’t done, trapped in a scheme by someone desperate
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