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SON-IN-LAW, INVINCIBLE SYSTEM: Chapter 61
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CHAPTER 61
The Silence Between ThemThe air in the Collins residence was thick with an unbearable silence — one that pressed against Emily’s chest and made it hard to breathe. Leon sat across from her in the dimly lit living room, his expression unreadable. His golden eyes, once warm and familiar, were now cold and distant, like polished obsidian reflecting nothing back.Emily swallowed hard, fighting the urge to break the silence. She wanted to ask him about the file she had seen — the one that named him The Silent King of Shadowline. But every time she opened her mouth, the weight of his gaze stopped her cold.Leon’s silence was a weapon, precise and cutting. It held a thousand unspoken words, and Emily felt like she was drowning in them.She finally forced herself to speak. “Leon... about the file. The one with your name on it...”He didn’t look at her. Instead, his eyes flicked to the flickering fireplace, shadows dancing across his sharp features.“Some truths,” he said slowly, his voice
CHAPTER 62
The Midnight InformantThe city felt different at night.Not just quieter. Not just darker. It felt like it was listening.Emily walked quickly down the narrow street, hands shoved deep into her coat pockets, her fingers wrapped tight around her phone. The glow of the screen lit her face as she checked the message for the hundredth time. If you want answers about your husband…meet me tonight.11:45 PM.Location attached.No name. No introduction. No explanation. Just coordinates, dropped on her map like a threat.She should have deleted it. She should have told Leon. She should have stayed home and pretended she didn’t see it.But the silence in the house that evening had been unbearable.Leon had barely spoken. He’d watched her with those unreadable eyes, like he was observing a stranger. Like he was waiting for her to make a move he had already predicted.Ever since she saw that file.The Silent King of Shadowline.She had tried to act normal, but she wasn’t an actress. Her hands
CHAPTER 63
The USB of SecretsEmily didn’t remember how she got home. Her mind was too fogged, too full of the images from tonight—faces she didn’t recognize, men who spoke in codes, the strange symbol carved into wooden crates like a warning sign from a world she wasn’t meant to see. Her feet carried her automatically across the street, up the stairs, and into her apartment, but she didn’t breathe until the door shut behind her with a trembling snap.Only then did her body collapse against it, her pulse still slamming like she had been running for miles.Everything around her felt wrong—the silence, the stillness, the shadows stretching across her living room like they were waiting for her to speak.But the weight in her pocket was the worst.Her fingers drifted to it, brushing the shape of the small black USB. She had no explanation for why she’d taken it. No plan. Not even courage. She acted on fear, instinct, a spark of something reckless. Because the moment she saw one of Leon’s men slip
CHAPTER 64
The Dangerous ConversationEmily didn’t hear Leon enter.She only felt the air shift—sharp, cold, charged—like the moment before lightning hits the ground.Her breath stopped.Slowly, she turned in her chair.Leon stood in the doorway, dressed in black, his expression carved from stone. No anger. No softness. Just… unreadable silence. The kind that made her heart stumble in her chest.He didn’t look at the laptop.He looked at her.“Stand up,” he said quietly.His voice wasn’t loud.It didn’t need to be.Every syllable wrapped around her like a command written in steel.Emily rose shakily.Leon’s eyes flicked to the screen only for a second—encrypted files, Shadowline diagrams, hidden networks, her name locked behind restricted access—but he didn’t ask a single question.Instead, he stepped closer and reached for the back of her chair.He pulled it out.“Sit.”Her knees nearly buckled as she obeyed. She sank into the chair, palms damp, chest tight. Leon lowered himself into the seat o
CHAPTER 65
The BreachLeon didn’t wait.The moment the Level Red alert flashed across his phone, he moved with a precision and urgency Emily had never seen before.One second he was in the room.The next—he was gone.The silence he left behind wasn’t peaceful.It was suffocating, heavy, trembling with the feeling that something huge had just shifted in their world.Emily paced the living room for barely thirty seconds before panic clawed its way up her throat. She tried to breathe, to think, to obey his command, but her body wouldn’t stay still.Stay inside.Don’t open the door for anyone.You won’t survive unless I return.His words echoed in her skull like gunshots. And yet—She grabbed her jacket.She couldn’t sit and wait in the dark.Not when she knew Leon was in danger. Not when she knew Shadowline—whatever it truly was—had just been breached.Her fear didn’t matter.Her confusion didn’t matter.What mattered was Leon walking toward danger with that cold, deadly calm in his eyes.She slipp
CHAPTER 66
The Hacker’s ShadowPOV: EmilyThe night felt too quiet.Too still.Too heavy for the kind of storm Leon had just unleashed across the city. From the penthouse window, I could still see the ripple of Shadowline security drones sweeping across the skyline—sharp beams of white scanning rooftops like predators searching for wounded prey.Leon had locked down the entire city in under ten minutes.And I had never seen him like this.Not even when he’d dragged me into his world, not when he’d pinned me to walls with that cold dominance, not even when he’d suspected me of betrayal. Those moments felt dangerous—yes. Terrifying—yes.But now?Now he was something else entirely.A man preparing for war.He hadn’t spoken a word to me since we returned from the breach site. He’d only said:“Stay inside. Do not open the door for anyone. Not even me.”And then the door shut between us.Leaving me alone with a pounding heart and a thousand fears clawing at my ribs.I paced the room, rubbing my arms,
CHAPTER 67
THE FATHER’S SINEmily’s POVThe ride back to the penthouse was a blur. I couldn’t recall the elevator doors opening or how I walked into the living room. My mind had locked onto one image—the surveillance footage, the grainy freeze-frame that revealed the hacker’s jacket.My father’s jacket.Maroon. Faded at the edges. A small tear near the collar.A jacket I had once sewn a button on when I was fifteen.My lungs constricted.It couldn’t be him.It shouldn’t be him.But every part of the image screamed the truth I wasn’t ready to face.I stumbled to the couch, pressing a hand over my chest as if I could calm the frantic hammering of my heart. Every breath felt thin, uneven, fragile.The room spun.Leon would kill him.Even if he waited, even if he questioned him first, the result would be the same. Shadowline had no mercy for traitors. Leon even less.My father… the man who disappeared years ago, who left me and my mother with no explanation, who once served as the backbone of Collin
CHAPTER 68
The Secret MeetingEmily didn’t remember the walk out of the house. She didn’t remember the gate clicking shut behind her or the way her hands trembled as she slipped past the guards Leon stationed “for her protection.”She only remembered one thing:Her father’s voice.Emily… Leon will destroy everything. Meet me. Come alone.The words had replayed in her mind nonstop, sharp as broken glass. She had told herself not to go… told herself Leon would never forgive her if he found out she had slipped out again.But fear and love were terrible twins—pulling her in opposite directions until she could barely breathe.The city felt different tonight. Too dark. Too silent. Every shadow looked as if it might hold danger. Or worse… someone who recognized her as Leon Hale’s wife.She kept her hood low as she followed the old industrial road. The location he sent—an abandoned warehouse near the old shipping docks—rose ahead of her like a giant skeleton, the metal siding half-rusted, the windows lo
CHAPTER 69
The Sniper in the DarkEmily’s POVThe moment we stepped deeper into the warehouse, the darkness thickened. The air smelled of rust, damp wood, and abandonment—like time itself had stopped caring about this place. My father walked ahead of me, limping slightly, his silhouette trembling under the pale shafts of moonlight that leaked through broken windows.I didn’t know what I expected after all these years. An embrace? An apology? A father who looked like the hero I remembered as a child?But the man in front of me was nothing like that.His shoulders were hunched, his hair streaked heavily with gray, his movements paranoid. He kept looking over his shoulder as if shadows were chasing him.“Dad…” My voice cracked. “What are we doing here?”He didn’t answer at first. He simply gestured roughly for me to follow.Every step we took echoed too loudly. Every sound felt magnified.The whole place felt wrong.Finally, we reached a wide open section of the warehouse—the floor littered with c
CHAPTER 70
Leon’s VerdictEmily’s POVFor a heartbeat, the entire warehouse fell silent.Gunfire stopped.Footsteps froze.Even the shadows holding weapons were suddenly still.Because everyone was waiting—for his decision.Leon stood between light and darkness, a figure carved from authority and wrath. His eyes never left me. Cold. Unreadable. Almost… wounded.“Emily,” he repeated, voice low, “step aside.”My pulse crashed violently against my ribs.I could barely breathe.Behind me, my father tightened his grip on my arm. “Don’t move,” he whispered. “If you step aside, I’m dead.”I stared at Leon, my throat closing. “Leon… please. Just listen—”His expression flickered. Not anger. Not rage. Something deeper. A fracture in his calm.“Why are you protecting him?” Leon asked quietly. “Why stand in front of a man who has lied to you your entire life?”“I’m not protecting him,” I said, though my voice trembled. “I’m trying to protect you and him from killing each other.”Leon didn’t move.The tensi