All Chapters of THE DISGUSTING SON-IN-LAW WON'T TOLERATE INSULT ANYMORE: Chapter 131
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Chapter 131
Margret walked slowly but with authority into Elena’s room. The sound of her heels echoed against the polished floor, each step deliberate, each step announcing her presence before she even spoke. Elena sat on the bed, her eyes lowered, while Patricia, her mother, sat close beside her, holding her hand as though she could protect her from the storm about to come.The moment Margret entered, her sharp eyes swept the room. They landed first on Elena, then on Patricia. She gave a short, humorless laugh.“I thought as much,” Margret said, her voice cold and commanding. “I knew I would find you here.”Patricia’s grip on her daughter’s hand tightened, but she did not speak. Margret, tall and elegant in her expensive gown, moved toward them with slow steps. In her hand was a file, thick and heavy, and she carried it as if it held the weight of fate itself.When she reached them, she dropped the file on the small table before Elena. The papers inside slid slightly, revealing the bold print of
Chapter 132
The club was loud. Speakers thumped deep beats into the floor. Lights flashed red and blue over the crowd. Voices mixed with the music. It was hard to hear anything clearly.Liza moved with the rhythm. Her dress clung to her as she turned. Sweat prickled at her neck. People pressed close on every side. The air smelled of perfume and spilled drinks.A man stepped in front of her. He smiled under the strobe light. He moved his lips close to her ear.“Are you enjoying yourself?” he shouted, letting the music swallow his words.Liza laughed and kept dancing. She cupped her hand near her mouth and shouted back, “I can’t hear you!”He leaned in again. His breath was warm on her cheek. “I said — are you okay with the scene? With the crowd?”She let the beat take her. She shrugged and tapped the side of her head like she was fine. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m good,” she yelled, and the smile stayed on her face.They danced together. He matched her steps, careful and confident. Around them the club moved
Chapter 133
“Tell her to stay away from my husband!” a woman’s voice rang through the sitting room.Everyone turned to see a tall woman standing at the door, her face twisted with rage. Her voice was sharp, filled with jealousy and pain. She pointed her finger straight ahead, her eyes darting around the room as though she was searching for the enemy.Patricia stood up immediately, her eyes wide in disbelief. “You can’t just walk into my house and start throwing insults at anyone. Did you meet your husband here?” she snapped back, her voice firm and full of authority.The woman’s cheeks burned red with anger. “Oh wow, so that’s what this is? You can’t even control your own daughter, and now she is sneaking around with married men!”Patricia’s fists clenched by her side. “Watch your tongue, woman, before I have you arrested for slander.”The tension in the room grew thick. The maids froze at the corners, watching silently, afraid to interfere. Just then, Margret entered the room. She had heard the
Chapter 134
Karvel sat in his large office, slowly rolling his chair from one side of the desk to the other. The sound of the wheels echoed lightly against the marble floor. The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, painting thin golden lines across his desk. He looked bored, but his mind was busy with questions.He turned his chair to face Morrison, who stood by the cabinet, flipping through a thick file. “So, tell me,” Karvel said finally, his tone calm but sharp. “What did you find out about those people who came here for business?”Morrison adjusted his glasses and opened the file wider. “Young Master,” he said, “those people are not ordinary businessmen. From what I’ve seen, they’re very rich—too rich for the kind of deal they’re pretending to want.”Karvel leaned forward slightly, his curiosity sparked. “How rich?”“Rich enough to buy half this city if they wanted to,” Morrison replied. “They have connections in multiple countries. I found traces of their names in real estate documents
Chapter 135
Florida walked quickly down the stairs into her office, her heels clicking hard against the marble floor. She didn’t greet anyone or look around. Her mind was full, and her face looked serious. She pushed open the glass door, went straight to her desk, and dropped her bag.With a deep sigh, she sat down on her chair, rubbing her forehead. She had barely settled when her phone started ringing. The sharp sound cut through the silence of the office. She looked at the screen—an unknown number.She frowned but picked it up anyway. “Who am I speaking to?” she asked, her tone firm.A man laughed softly from the other end, the kind of laugh that sent a cold chill down her spine. “You don’t need to know who I am,” the voice said. “Just open your Gmail.”Florida’s heart skipped. “Excuse me?” she asked.“Open your Gmail,” the voice repeated, calm but commanding.Something in the man’s tone made her obey. With shaky fingers, she unlocked her phone, opened her Gmail app, and refreshed it.A new me
Chapter 136
The glass doors slid open, and the sound of his shoes echoed through the long hallway. The office was buzzing with quiet activity—phones ringing, keyboards tapping, and voices murmuring over files and reports.He was known for his calm presence, and as soon as the workers saw him, they stood up from their desks.“Good morning, sir,” they greeted politely, their voices blending together.Morrison gave a small nod and continued walking. His dark suit was perfectly pressed, and his face was calm as usual—but his eyes were sharp, scanning the place as though something was off.When he reached Florida’s office, he paused at the door. The light was on, but her chair was empty. Her desk looked neat, her laptop open, a pen resting across a notepad. It looked as if she had just stepped out for a few minutes.But Morrison’s instincts told him something wasn’t right.He turned to the workers nearby. “Where is Florida?” he asked, his tone quiet but firm.One of the junior staff members—a young ma
Chapter 137
Florida sat on the cold cement floor, her arms wrapped tightly around her daughter. The room was dim, lit only by a small bulb that flickered above them. The air smelled of dampness and fear. Her daughter, barely twelve, leaned against her shoulder, trembling silently.“Mom, I’m scared,” the Emma whispered.“I know, baby,” Florida said softly, brushing her daughter’s hair away from her face. “It’s going to be okay. I promise.”The sound of footsteps came from outside the door. Heavy, slow, and deliberate. Florida froze. Her daughter’s small fingers gripped her arm tightly.Then the door creaked open.Two men stepped inside. Both were tall, wearing dark clothes. One of them, a bald man with a scar running down his cheek, smirked when he saw them. The other, younger and slimmer, carried a phone in his hand.Florida quickly pulled her daughter closer and shifted back until her back hit the wall. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest.“I didn’t know what’s taking you so long to send the m
Chapter 138
Morrison ran through the hallway, his heart pounding fast. His hands were shaking as he pushed open the glass doors to the Karvel office. The guards at the entrance tried to stop him, but one look at his panicked face made them step aside. He rushed in without knocking.“Young Master!” Morrison called, his voice breaking.Karvel, who was sitting behind his large wooden desk, looked up sharply. He had been going through some files but immediately stopped when he saw Morrison’s expression.“What’s wrong?” Karvel asked, his tone turning serious.Morrison tried to catch his breath. “Young Master, I just got a call from Florida… I think—no, I’m sure—she’s been kidnapped!”Karvel frowned and stood from his chair. “What are you saying, Morrison? Kidnapped? Are you sure about that?”“I’m serious!” Morrison said quickly. His voice trembled as he spoke. “She called me not long ago. She sounded scared. Before she could finish what she was saying, the line went dead. I tried calling back, but her
Chapter 139
The police officer walked slowly into the old building. Karvel and Morrison followed behind him, moving carefully. The floorboards creaked. Dust hung in the air. Every sound felt too loud.They paused at the doorway. The officer looked around with steady eyes. “Stay close and quiet,” he said. “Move only when I tell you.”Karvel nodded. He put a hand on Morrison’s shoulder for a moment, then let go. Morrison’s hands were tight at his sides. His face was pale but set. He kept his eyes on the dark hall ahead.The team spread out in a silent line. Two officers went left, two went right. Karvel, Morrison, and the lead officer moved straight down the main corridor. They checked each doorway as they passed. The officer signaled with his free hand. Sharp gestures, short and clear.They entered the first room. It was empty except for an old couch and a broken lamp. The lamp had one bare bulb that flickered weakly. An officer moved in to search while another covered the doorway. No one was insi
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The room was silent. Only the sound of the air conditioner filled the space as Morrison and Karvel sat across from each other. Papers lay scattered on the table, but neither man was looking at them.They just stared at each other, as if both were waiting for the other to speak first.Finally, Morrison broke the silence. “Young Master,” he said quietly, “do you think there’s still a lot that Florida has been hiding from this company?”Karvel lifted his head slowly, his expression unreadable. Morrison continued before he could reply.“I mean,” he said, his voice lowering, “why would she hide something as big as having a daughter? If not for what happened that day—if she hadn’t been kidnapped and we hadn’t found her—we would have never known. She never mentioned it once.”Karvel leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed. For a moment, he said nothing, only watched Morrison with thoughtful eyes. Then, a small smile appeared on his face. “And what do you expect, Morrison? That she should