All Chapters of Rise Of The Billionaire Son-in-law : Chapter 81
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Chapter 81
Chapter 81 An older member of the Messina family, with a stern face and sharp eyes, stepped forward and said, "Do you know anything besides your own work, Salvatore? Is meddling in other people's affairs your greatest calling?"Salvatore maintained his smile and said, "I just want to find out the truth."Two more family members snorted in derision at his words. A woman, scorn on her lips, said, "The truth? The truth to you is whatever suits your purpose. Where is the proof for the way you're smearing Marco?"Another young man, who looked like he had hot blood in his veins, stepped forward and said, "Accusing someone without proof is character assassination. And that's exactly what you're doing."Salvatore deepened the furrow on his forehead. His eyes went straight to the reporters—who were as eager as ever to ask questions about Marco. But the Messina wouldn't give him a moment's respite. It was as if they had decided—today Salvatore was "the big shot" No, today he was just a busybod
chapter 82
Chapter 82 Jessica forced a faint smile at the corner of her lips and began to handle the rest of the formalities. Her hand didn't tremble, at least not visibly. She felt the weight of the ring on her finger—strangely heavy, as if it were more than just metal. Some people had started needless laughter to suppress the rumors of what had happened earlier. Others were busy piling food onto their plates, as if that busyness were their protection. Jessica watched all this—and one thought kept circling in her mind: would the questions that had been raised today really end right here?She turned her gaze to Marco. He was still making polite conversation with a few elderly relatives. But Jessica's mind wasn't there. A knot of suspicion was tightening in her chest—the more she tried to hold onto her smile, the more a single question pressed in: Who was Marco, really?As the event wound down, she pulled herself together. She did what was necessary. The weight of the expensive fabric against h
chapter 83
Chapter 83The ceremony was over. The bright hall was slowly emptying. The voices of the guests were fading away, the smell of flowers and the sound of broken laughter hung in the air. Marco was walking towards the car, each step of his feet heavy, as if the whole day was sitting on his shoulders. Although his eyes were in front of him, his mind was far away.Just then, his path was suddenly blocked.A hand grabbed his wrist.The touch was unexpected but not unfamiliar. Marco stopped, his body stiffened, a wave of discomfort rose in his chest. He slowly turned his head to look.Amelia.There was a strange stillness in his eyes, a light but meaningful smile on his face. There was no joy in that smile, there was a familiar demand and an old sense of entitlement. Disgust immediately flashed in Marco's eyes."Let go,"Marco said briefly.Amelia did not let go. Instead, he stood a little closer, as if he had chosen this moment on purpose.“You’re running away as soon as the ceremony is ov
chapter 84
Chapter 84Marco was sitting in a chair with a calm face, but there was a hint of distant thought in his eyes. Jessica stood next to him, passing out plates, carefully handing out food as if she wanted to prove her presence at every task. The other family members were busy with their own conversations, some telling the events of the day, some giving small business updates. Although the room was filled with laughter and the sound of conversation, a suppressed uneasiness was slowly growing inside Marco. As Jessica pushed the bowl of fruit forward, Amelia's voice came from the other side of the table, soft but pointed."Marco doesn't eat strawberries, he's allergic," Amelia said, looking up.The conversation in the room stopped for a moment. Everyone looked at Jessica. Jessica's hands trembled slightly, but she controlled herself. A flicker of doubt flashed in her eyes for a moment."I didn't know," Jessica said slowly, "Marco never said that."Amelia shrugged with a slight smile, as i
chapter 85
Chapter 85 When Amelia arrived, her gait was confident, but her inner purpose was deeper. She glanced around through the crack in the door—to see if anyone was watching, to hear. Then she slowly sat down in front of Salvatore.Salvatore looked at her and asked in very few words, “From your face, it seems that you didn’t just come for coffee today.”Amelia leaned back in her chair, keeping her voice calm—as calm as possible when it came to the Russian mafia ‘giving back’ another man. “There’s talk of a deal.”Salvatore narrowed his eyes. “A deal to return Marco?”Amelia paused for a moment. Even as she paused, her brain was working—how Salvatore wouldn’t think she was weak if she spoke, and her own plans for Marco would remain intact.“Yes,” she said, “we were supposed to return him to the Russians… but not now.”Salvatore’s brow furrowed. “No, you mean? We promised. They don’t wait.”Amelia’s eyes showed a hint of insistence, but she covered it with a smile.“I know they don’t wait.
chapter 86
Chapter 86 The night had not yet fully fallen, but the sky had turned a dark blue. Luis sat in the back seat, his body stiff, his hands pressed against his knees. He tried to look out the window, but in the darkness the street scene was only a blur. Every now and then the neon lights of a store would suddenly appear and disappear. A suffocating fear surged in Luis’s chest—one name kept repeating in his head: Owl.Marco was silent, but his hands were firmly planted on the steering wheel. There was a look of intense control on his face, as if a small mistake could break him. He kept his eyes fixed on the road, but occasionally caught sight of Luis’s reflection in the mirror. A tense alertness was stirring inside him, yet he didn’t relax his posture.Luis spoke suddenly, his throat dry.“Marco…”Marco said, keeping his eyes straight ahead, “What?”Luis swallowed. “Owl… he… he can track me, right?”Marco kept the car moving, only letting out a small breath through his nose. “Not now.”
chapter 87
Chapter 87Owl had always been like this. Calm, cold, and impossibly stubborn. A man who had grown up in the shadow of the organization rarely showed his emotions. His life was ruled by discipline, firm in his decisions, and ruthless when necessary. Today's conversation with him had stirred up many old feelings that Marco had buried deep inside. A dull ache was building in the pit of his stomach, one he couldn't quite put a name to.Marco slowly stood up beside the sofa. His eyelids were growing heavy. He remembered the days of the organization—dark corridors, secret meetings, and Owl's detached gaze. He had never seen hesitation or fear in those eyes. But today, there was a caution in that voice that Marco's mind couldn't deny.Luis stood at the other end of the room. He hadn't heard the entire conversation, but he could tell a lot from the color of Marco's face, the slump of his shoulders, and the pace of his breathing. There had been a restraint in Marco's voice during the call, bu
chapter 88
Chapter 88 The two leaders were speaking to each other—in whispers, but deliberately loud enough for Marco to hear. Their expressions held hints of amusement, their eyes suspicion, and every now and then a certain irritation—as if they took his presence as an insult.One of the leaders leaned toward the other and whispered,"Bro, this guy... doesn't he look familiar?"The other narrowed his eyes at Marco and was silent for a moment. Then he smirked and said,"Familiar? This guy? A doctor, you say."The first one lowered his voice further, but the words were clear,"Just because he's a doctor doesn't mean it's over. The face, the eyes… I feel like I've seen him somewhere."The second leader snorted—his laugh was scornful."You're seeing him because you're scared. Anyone from our line so clean-cut? So… brilliant? Underworld people don't walk around with that kind of light in their eyes."The first leader sighed, then shrugged, as if to himself,"Yeah, you're right. A guy from our crew
chapter 89
Chapter 89Cruz couldn't stand before him then. His head was down, his shoulders trembling. The man who had been so full of bravado just minutes before his men was now completely broken.Marco spoke slowly, his voice low but sharp."Do you know what you've done?"Before Cruz could say anything, he was on his knees. Sitting on the floor, he lowered his head as if looking up would be fatal."Boss… I made a mistake. I didn't know he was a doctor. I swear, I didn't know," Cruz said in a trembling voice.Marco took a step forward. The sound of his shoes echoed in the warehouse."Not knowing isn't an excuse," he said. "You kidnapped an innocent man, a doctor—someone who only saves lives?"Cruz's forehead began to sweat."I'm sorry, Marco. Please… I promise, he'll be returned completely unharmed. I'll see to it myself," he said, close to tears.Marco fell silent. There was a few seconds of silence, but the silence only served to break Cruz further."Promises are easy," Marco said. "But the w
chapter 90
Chapter 90Lewis was the first to get out of the car, his face set and eyes showing the toll of exhaustion, yet he composed himself before stepping inside. Lara was then slowly helped out from behind him. A white shawl was draped over her shoulders, her hair disheveled, her eyes heavy with sleeplessness. She was walking, but with every step, it seemed as if the last of her strength was being drained from her body.The moment the two entered the hospital, the silence seemed to shatter. A few female doctors rushed forward, joined by a couple of male doctors. The nurses' eyes held concern, curiosity, and a hint of disbelief."Oh my God, is this the doctor?" one nurse whispered."Yes, that's Lara," another replied.Before Lewis could say anything, a senior female doctor stepped forward, took Lara's hand, and said,"Are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere?"Lara gave a slight nod. Her voice was weak but clear."I'm… I'm fine."Another male doctor stepped forward and asked,"We need to exam