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.
It was 9 o'clock In the morning, inside the luxurious Lopez mansion, in the kitchen.A young man, in his early twenties, stared hard at his wristwatch. A frown made its way to his face when he saw the time on his wrist watch, two hours had passed, and he was still far from finishing his chores.The young man's name was Liam Steinfeld and he was the live-in son -in-law of the Lopez family.Taking his eyes off his wristwatch Liam sighed irritably as he stared at the dirty dishes that needed cleaning. And after that, he still needed to wash his wife's clothes.Being a live-in son-in-law, Liam had to cook, clean, take his in-laws kids to school, and do all the housework for the Lopez family. Not only that, but he also had to endure a lot of insults from the whole family, even the maids and butlers were above him in the house. His life had become a living hell ever since he stepped foot in the mansion."Liam, clean my bedroom and wash the kids' clothes!" A female voice from the living room
"Ow, what's that for?" Liam exclaimed, feeling pain on the spot where his mother in-law hit him with a bottle.Taking his eyes off his mother in law, Liam lowered his gaze and looked at the bottle that Mrs. Lopez just hit him with, then he shifted his gaze to look at her with a cold expression that sent shivers down her spine. He was sick of The Lopez's hitting him whenever they wanted."What was that for?" He asked in a low and soft tone. Scoffing, Mrs Lopez pointed her index finger at him as she said. "Divorce my daughter, or I'll make your life a living hell! You're wasting her time! Tell me what could you give her Liam? You're just a nobody with no one in his life so divorce my daughter or I'll make your life a living hell! And mark my words, when I say 'I'll make you regret trapping my daughter', I really mean it… I'll make you wish you never met her." Mrs Lopez warned word by word, making sure Liam gets the word through his useless head. And then she stormed out of the kitchen.
Xavier's punch had so much force that Liam stumbled back, he nearly fell when Xavier punched him in the stomach making him gasp for air. Liam groaned as he dropped to one knee, and his nose started bleeding.He touched his nose, and he could feel he had touched blood on his nose which just made him mad. Taking his hand off his bloody nose, Liam looked at Xavier. Feeling rage built up inside of him.Clenching his fists, Liam glared at Xavier, something telling him to fight back. But he didn't, because he knew that would only make it worse for him, Xavier was bigger than him, and he was an experienced fighter. But still if Liam tolerated Xavier this time too, Xavier would never learn, he was going to keep on treating him like a punching bag, and he was tired of being a punching bag. Only if there was a way to teach this stupid family a lesson."Stop, I didn't do it Xavier, your wife did!" Liam explained, shifting his gaze to look at Ella.Shivers ran through Ella's spine after hearing
As Liam was taking a shower, Erin walked inside the bedroom, carrying shopping bags in her hands.One of the things Erin liked to do was shopping. But who could judge her? She used her own money to buy whatever she wanted, unlike her other siblings who still relied on their parents' money.When Erin walked in her bedroom, she was surprised, angry and disgusted to see a bloody shirt on the floor."Liam, you son of a bitch!" She angrily called out his name. "Liam! Get these bloody clothes out of my bedroom now!" She demanded.Almost immediately, Liam walked out of the bathroom, he had wrapped a towel around himself, and he picked up the shirt. Knowing that even though the shirt was bloody now, it will be good after he washes it. Not like he could afford new clothes anyways. He didn't have the money to buy new clothes. He had tried to get a job, but it wasn't possible to work, due to the work that the Lopez's gave him, he usually spent the whole day working the house.Erin noticed the wo
"Get your dirty hands off me!" Erin abruptly and aggressively pushed Liam off her. Now that her mom and brother are gone, why continue pretending?Liam stepped away from her. "I'm sorry." He apologized, even though it was not his fault. She was the one who put her hands on him in the first place, so it was her fault.Erin scoffed. Rolling her eyes in annoyance, she glared at Liam. "You'd better, trash." Saying that, she walked to her king-size bed, taking a seat on the side of the king size bed, she stared at Liam and instructed. "Go get my breakfast." She ordered, without looking at her servant."Sure ma'am." Liam replied, he turned and went out of the bedroom.Running her hands through her silk hair, Erin grabbed the remote, turning on the TV. Her pink lips curving into a smile, as she watched a movie in which she was the lead character. She was so proud of herself, she had reached heights she never thought she could on her own. Her life was great. Well except for her married life,
For some reason, Liam felt his heart break a little when he heard Erin flirting with someone over the phone. He knew the marriage was just a deal, but he couldn't help but feel jealous and disrespected whenever another man was close to Erin. And she acted with no care for his emotions when it came to that."Aww, I miss you too babe…. don't worry, I'm on my way to your house right now…." Erin said over the phone, she glanced over at Liam and continued, "Don't worry, I'll be there… " She paused her sentence again, stole another glance at Liam and continued, "I first have to drop a nobody off … yeah I'm also coming to meet your parents, inform them for me okay beautiful?…. bye I love you ." She said, and disconnected the call. Clearing her throat, she stole another glance at Liam before focusing her eyes on the road. It was obvious that she was trying to hurt his heart. Because she hated him.Liam felt disrespected so much, he had to confront her. "So, that was what?... your boyfriend?"
"Where am I? And who are you people?" Liam asked, in a weak voice. Quizzically looking at the middle aged couple, who were looking at him with smiles plastered on their faces. He had no idea who the couple were, he was sure he had never seen the people in his whole life.Shifting his gaze from them he looked at the nurse who was standing next to him, with eyes that demanded answers. "Wh- what's going on, where am i?" Liam asked again, looking around the big beautiful and luxurious room, he was not in a hospital bed. He was sure of that.Closing his eyes, the memories of what happened to him came back, he remembered that he had gotten beaten up pretty badly by some gangsters, he thought he was going to die."My son." Mrs. Ireen Danvers walked over to the bed and sat beside her son, tears of joy, welling out of her eyes.Mr. Alvin Danvers stood up from his chair as well, taking a seat on the side of the bed, just next to his son. A smile plastered on his face. At this moment he was the
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