All Chapters of The Hidden Supreme Son-in-Law : Chapter 71
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Chapter 071
When the heavy iron door to the basement shut tight and the sound of Don Matteo’s chains faded down the corridor, Agatha and the others returned to the main meeting room. Silence wrapped around the room again, broken only by the ticking of the antique clock on the wall. Hector sat down, his face more troubled than before. The worn-out folder now lay open on the carved wooden table, its scattered contents laid bare. Finally, Hector spoke, his voice hoarse and gnawed by questions. “Does this mean… the Marcelli Syndicate isn’t behind it?! But… we got intel from Vincent himself saying they were. Did he give us false information? That’s impossible, right?” Agatha didn’t answer immediately. Her slender fingers tapped the table a few times before she finally raised her gaze. “Hector. Call Vincent. Now. I want him to explain where that intel came from.” Hector nodded and pulled out his phone, dialing Vincent’s number from memory. One ring. Two. On the third, it picked up. But the
Chapter 072
It had been a week since Kael crushed Vincent. In that short span of time, a lot had unfolded—some of it just as he expected, and some of it left him raising an eyebrow.Take the Laurents, for instance. They had stopped digging into Bella’s murder—not because they ran out of leads, but because of fear. They figured the enemy they were dealing with this time was too strong, too influential—so much so that it forced Vincent to flee abroad. Their decision was simple: stay put, tighten the family’s security, and wait for Vincent to return.A decision that… frankly, disappointed Kael. They had bits and pieces of the puzzle, yet still couldn’t put them together. Not a single one of them suspected Vincent as the mastermind.In fact, they concluded Vincent had been framed.Was it because Vincent’s name was just too clean in their eyes? Or were they so blinded by the reputation and image he’d built all this time? Pathetic. Annoying, and at the same time… enviable.As for the Marcelli Syndicate
Chapter 073
The black car carrying Kael and Evelyne cruised slowly into the parking lot, already packed with luxury vehicles. Dim garden lights cast a glow over the rows of sleek sports cars and high-end sedans parked neatly in place. Evelyne sat in the passenger seat with a serious expression, while Kael looked as calm as ever—like this was just another night out.“Kael, remember,” Evelyne broke the silence before they stepped out. “This event is important. A lot of top executives and big investors will be here. If anyone tries to approach me, just politely turn them down—don’t offend anyone. Got it?”Kael glanced her way with a faint smirk. “Relax, Your Grace. I’ll behave.”Evelyne gave a small nod. The car rolled to a stop before a short red carpet leading up to the main entrance of the hall. A valet quickly approached to open the door.Evelyne stepped out first, wearing a deep navy gown—simple yet effortlessly elegant. Kael followed, dressed in a black suit: understated, but sharp.At the ent
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Roland and Clarisse froze for a split second. Then, their laughter broke out almost in unison, followed by a few onlookers chuckling as if they were watching an impromptu comedy show.“Hah! Are you serious?” Roland clutched his stomach, squinting at Kael as though he’d just heard the funniest thing in the world. “You? Donating something worth more than mine? You don’t even have an art collection, let alone a reputation. What are you going to give? That cheap smile of yours?”Clarisse chimed in, her voice soft but dripping with mockery. “Ah, darling, don’t be too harsh on him. He might cry. Maybe what he meant by ‘more valuable’ was… his invisible presence?”Laughter rippled again, a few guests pretending to hide their smiles as they shook their heads.But Kael just looked at them blankly, not moving an inch. “You afraid?” he said quietly, but his tone cut like a blade. That single sentence shut Roland’s laughter down instantly.The mood shifted. People were starting to sense this migh
Chapter 075
Roland stood frozen. His fists clenched tightly at his sides, knuckles turning white.That painting… he couldn’t deny it. It was beautiful. Far too beautiful.He’d collected countless masterpieces throughout his life. He knew which ones were treasures and which ones were nothing but wasted canvas. But this one… even deep down, he wanted to own it.But admitting that would mean admitting defeat. And that would be the same as trampling his own pride in front of everyone!“Damn it,” Roland cursed inwardly, his breathing growing heavy. “Where the hell did that bastard learn to paint? Isn’t he just a useless son-in-law? How the hell could he create a masterpiece like this?!”Of course, he wasn’t going to admit defeat!He would do anything to win!Roland stepped forward, forcing a smile, his voice trembling slightly but still trying to sound confident.“Ladies and gentlemen! Don’t get swept away just because that painting looks ‘alive’. Who is he? Is he some famous artist? Of course not. Th
Chapter 076
Richard growled under his breath. The ivory cane in his hand tapped lightly against the marble floor, a slow rhythm like a war drum that had just begun. “Two million? Hmph. That little girl again.” His voice was low, barely audible to those around him.Aurora Lancaster glanced at him, offering a faint, poised smile. “Oh, Richard… you don’t mind, do you? I thought auctions were open to anyone who could afford it.”“Afford it?” Richard snorted, his round face flushed with restrained anger. “You’re everywhere, Lancaster. Every time I set my eyes on something, you show up like a fly on honey. Do you even understand art, or do you just enjoy blocking old men like me?”Aurora rested her chin on her palm, as though listening to a schoolboy whining about homework. “I understand… opportunity. That’s what keeps me exactly where I need to be, Richard.”A low murmur rippled through the crowd. They all knew these two often clashed in the world of high-end antiques and fine art. But what made tonig
Chapter 077
At this point, Kael slowly walked toward Roland. His steps were calm, yet each tap of his shoes on the marble floor felt like a hammer, nailing the man’s shame even deeper.All eyes in the room followed them, waiting for the next act of a show that promised to be even more entertaining.“Hey…” Kael’s voice was calm—no anger, no raised tone—and that was exactly what made Roland’s hair stand on end. “You remember your promise, don’t you? I’ve already won the bet. Now it’s your turn to keep your word.”Roland blinked, his jaw tightening. “My promise? You think I’ll—”“Apologize right now, on your knees…” Kael cut him off, his tone still steady but his gaze cold as ice. “To my wife—for disturbing her precious time with all your nonsense.”Roland scoffed, forcing a laugh that sounded more like a sneer. “Hah! You just got lucky, you bastard! Your painting only sold because these people like throwing money away! Don’t think one lucky night will change your position.”A few guests whispered a
Chapter 078
Once Roland disappeared from sight, Aurora finally smiled. But this time, it wasn’t the kind of polite, distant smile she usually wore in public—it was genuine, soft, and sweet.She walked gracefully toward Kael and extended her hand. “We haven’t really been formally introduced, have we? I’m Aurora Lancaster. I work in the biotechnology business.”Kael glanced at her hand for a moment, then shook it casually. “Kael,” he replied lightly. “Just a good-for-nothing son-in-law, so… don’t expect too much.”A few guests who overheard that exchanged looks—uncertain whether Kael was being humble or subtly throwing shade back at all the whispers about him.Aurora chuckled softly, her eyes narrowing in a way no one else had probably seen before. “Hmm… if that’s what they think, then they must be blind to not recognize a diamond when it’s right in front of them.”Among them, Evelyne bit her lower lip without realizing it. Her cheeks and ears were turning red.She didn’t know what was worse: the w
Chapter 079
Meanwhile, at the Vectra family estate, the air that night was thick with tension. The grand living room glowed under the soft light of crystal chandeliers, yet nothing could cool the simmering heat in the air.Roland stood in the center, still wearing his wrinkled suit from that humiliating night. His face was grim, his lips pressed tightly together, his fingers trembling.The main door creaked open sharply. A man in his fifties with neatly combed silver hair strode in. His gaze was razor-sharp, burning with barely contained fury. Lionel Vectra—Roland’s father—didn’t say a word before his palm landed hard across his son’s face.Smack!“You worthless bastard, Roland!” His voice boomed through the room, piercing every corner. “You got on your knees and apologized?! In front of everyone?! In front of that Laurent wench?!”Roland staggered back, his cheek flushed red, but he didn’t dare retaliate. His mother, Seraphina Vectra—an elegant woman whose cold stare could make most people flinc
Chapter 080
The next morning, the sun had just peeked over the Elmridge hills when Roland sat in his private study. A cup of black coffee sat on the desk, long gone cold, while his fingers tapped restlessly against the glass. His phone buzzed nonstop with incoming messages.One message in particular made his eyes narrow. It was from a close friend who had also attended the charity event last night. The message was short: “Kael accepted a job offer from Aurora. He’s going to her house today to paint.”Roland gripped the phone tightly, a cruel smile curling across his lips. Perfect. The universe was practically handing him a second stage.He stood, stepped out of his study, and called over one of his aides. “Gather them. The best ones,” he ordered curtly. “Five will do. I don’t need an army—I need people who get things done… cleanly.”The aide nodded and hurried off without a word.In the main hall, Lionel and Seraphina were already seated, having their breakfast. The aroma of coffee mingled with f