All Chapters of The Absolute Son-in-law And The Ten Rings Of Power : Chapter 41
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The auction
Xavier’s expression hardened in outrage as he stepped forward to the auctioneer.“What the hell is this supposed to mean?!” he barked, pointing an accusatory finger at Panda. “I didn’t authorize any damn auction at my party!”Panda calmly adjusted his dark glasses and offered Xavier a crisp white card with an elegant embossed crest.“Ah, Mr. Greyhound,” he said. “You see, I’ve been commissioned by a highly esteemed collector of rare artifacts to host this brief auction tonight. Apparently, your gathering was the perfect venue. You have exclusive guests and a refined atmosphere. A perfect stage for art lovers.”Xavier raised his hands to protest further but Panda added, “besides, this arrangement was already approved by your event planner. Everything was properly scheduled.”“My… event planner?” Xavier raised an eyebrow in confusion.“Why, yes,” Panda replied smoothly. “I'm certain you were aware.”For a moment, Xavier stood frozen. His event planner? He hadn’t heard a single word abou
The auction part 2
A stunned silence gripped the ballroom, followed by a wave of frantic whispers. “Did he just say one and a half million?” “He’s a delivery driver! It must be a joke.” “This is embarrassing. He’s going to ruin his wife.” Xavier’s composure finally broke. “This is absurd!” he barked, his voice ringing with anger. “There is no world where you have that kind of money! What are you trying to prove? You can’t outbid me!” Zeke remained perfectly calm. “I can, and I am. I definitely have the money.” “Prove it!” Xavier demanded, jabbing a finger in Zeke’s direction. "You're just a broke delivery truck driver who can't boast of a measly $50,000. Show us the colour of your money if you have it!" Mei, her face pale with worry, gently pulled on Zeke’s sleeve, her voice hushing in an urgent whisper. “Zeke, please, stop. There’s no need for this. If you can’t, it’s okay. Let’s just go. It’s not worth the humiliation.” Xavier heard her pleading and saw an opportunity to disgrace Zeke and pres
The Whispering Hills
The stunned silence in the ballroom shattered as Xavier took a furious step forward. "This is impossible!" he ranted, his voice trembling with rage. "How? How did a man who drives a truck for a living just pay one and a half million dollars? Explain this!"A hush fell over the guests. The music had long stopped, leaving only the sound of champagne glasses clinking nervously on trays.Zeke remained calm, a faint grin tugging at his lips."Does it really matter, Xavier?" he asked, his tone sneering at him. "All that matters is that I outbid you. Fair and square. I bought the painting, something you, with all your money, failed to do."Xavier felt like he had been slapped by a beggar. The public defeat was too much. His face flushed a deep red. “Oh, please,” Xavier snapped. “We all know you couldn’t buy that painting even if you sold your kidneys. Where did you steal the money from, huh?”"I didn't steal it," Zeke retorted. But Xavier refused to believe him. He turned sharply to Mei,
The Nāga ring
Later that evening, back in their home, Zeke held the newly acquired painting against the living room wall. "Where should I hang it?" Mei sank onto the sofa, kicking off her heels with a weary but happy sigh.“Anywhere you like,” she said tiredly, then chuckled under her breath. “What a night. My father wouldn’t believe his ears if I told him what happened. I’m just glad you managed to clear your name—otherwise, I’d probably have had to divorce you for cheating.” Zeke laughed it off, shaking his head as he adjusted the picture frame. "I have a feeling your father would have been secretly pleased over the divorce. He'd finally have the perfect excuse to be rid of me for good.""Just give him time," Mei said, standing up and stretching. "He'll come around eventually. I'm going to head over to the main estate to fill him in before he hears an opposite version from someone else."Zeke watched her gather her things. "I doubt it," he muttered under his breath as she disappeared into the ha
Craig
Xavier swirled the amber liquid in his glass, watching Craig closely as his words sank in. His expression remained skeptical like a man listening to a fairy tale.“You said Zeke is not who he seems," he prompted. "How so? That man is a nobody. A delivery truck driver who just got lucky marrying into the Zhao family. That’s all there is to him.”Craig’s thin lips curled into something that was neither a smile nor a frown. He lowered his gaze to his frail legs.“That’s where you’re wrong, Xavier,” Craig said slowly. “Very wrong.”Xavier set the glass down, smirking faintly. “Oh really?”Craig’s eyes hardened as he stared at his own hands which were trembling slightly.“I learned that the hard way,” he said, his tone grim and bitter. "I lost my legs thanks to that bastard."Xavier tilted his head, his eyes liting with amusement. “Wait… are you saying Zeke did that to you?”Craig didn’t answer. He simply held Xavier's gaze, his eyes burning with a hatred as fierce as fire. The truth was
The abduction
The morning sun was warm and bright as Zeke steered the company car down the boulevard. Mei hummed softly in the passenger seat, a small smile lingering from their quiet breakfast. Today was her day off. It felt good to take a break from boardrooms and meetings for a day. She’d decided to treat herself to a trim and a new style.Zeke pulled up outside her favorite salon, a tidy shop with frosted windows and potted orchids by the entrance. Mei leaned over, kissing his cheek before slipping on a light jacket.“Could you pick up a package for me after?” she asked, swinging her bag over her shoulder. “It’s at the courier two blocks away. I’ll be quick.”“Of course,” Zeke replied, returning her smile. He brushed a quick kiss on her temple. “I’ll be right back.”She waved as she stepped inside. Zeke waited a few moments, watching through the glass until the doors closed behind her, then backed the car into the street and drove off toward the courier’s office.What he didn’t notice was t
The abduction part 2
Zeke stood at the counter of the courier service, waiting patiently as the clerk rummaged through a stack of parcels. The air smelled faintly of cardboard and machine oil. He glanced at his wristwatch. Mei had said she’d be quick. He figured he could be back before she was even done with her hair. Then his phone buzzed. The name on the screen was unknown. Frowning, he picked up. “Hello?” A smooth, chilling voice answered. “Hello, Zeke. How are you?” Zeke froze. He knew that voice. His grip on the phone tightened. “Xavier,” he said slowly, his tone guarded. “How did you get my number?” A low laugh came through the speaker — calm, confident, and dangerous. “You know, I always knew there was something off about you from the very first day I met you,” Xavier said. “I just couldn’t tell what it was… until last night.” Zeke sighed, rubbing his temple. “Look, if you’re calling to rant about how you humiliated yourself in front of the elites of Springfield City, maybe you can call a
Mei and Xavier
The world was darkness and the scent of damp, rotting wood. A coarse cloth was tied tightly over Mei’s eyes, and her wrists ached from the ropes binding her to a cold, metal chair. She had lost track of time, her mind racing through a fog of fear."Hello?" she called out, her voice trembling. "Is anyone there? Please, help me!"The only answer was the distant, hollow drip of water and the creak of the old building settling. It had been over an hour since she’d been dragged out of the salon and thrown into some vehicle. She didn’t know where she was or what was going to happen to her. The fear clawed at her chest.Suddenly, a heavy door groaned open, and the sound of slow footsteps echoed on the concrete floor. She flinched, straining against her bonds."Who are you?" she demanded, trying to sound brave despite the quiver in her voice. "What do you want from me?"The footsteps stopped directly in front of her. She felt a hand at the back of her head, and then the blindfold was pull
At the docks
The old shipping docks were eerily silent under the cold, brilliant light of the full moon. Pier 7 was a skeleton of weathered wood and rusted metal. The only sound came from the lapping of dark water against the pylons. Zeke stood alone in the center of the open space, keeping his hands where Xavier could see them.From the shadows of a nearby warehouse, figures emerged. Xavier stepped forward, a cruel smile etched on his face. Behind him, a band of a dozen men fanned out. They surrounded Zeke, their hands resting on the weapons holstered at their sides, cutting off any escape.Two men moved in. They placed their hands on Zeke’s shoulders, fingers probing coat pockets, belts, seams for weapons.Zeke held himself rigid as they worked, lips pressed thin. They found nothing. He was clean.Xavier watched him, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "I'm glad you're cooperating, Zeke. If the evening goes well, you'll be home with your wife in no time.""Where is she, Xavier?" Zeke's voi
The dice game
Zeke finally moved, reaching up with two fingers and gently pushing the barrel of the gun away from his head.“Now, Xavier,” Zeke said gravely. “Shall we play the game?.”Xavier’s eyes darted to the armed men still holding him at gunpoint, a bitter laugh escaping him. “Why bother? You’ve already won. You have the men, you’ll get your wife back. What’s the point of this stupid game?”“The game was never about freeing Mei,” Zeke clarified. “It’s to settle this between us. Once and for all. A clean end to all your troubles.”Xavier’s expression hardened. “You scheming bastard. You think you’re so clever, don’t you?”“I’m offering you an opportunity,” Zeke replied calmly. “A real second chance to defeat me and claim the rings, with no tricks, no hired guns. Just luck. Isn’t that what you truly want? To beat me fairly?”Xavier stalked forward until he was inches from Zeke, his teeth bared in a snarl.“Fine. You want to play? I’ll play,” he hissed. “But I’m adding one final term to your li