All Chapters of Sovereign Son-in-Law: Rise from The Ashes.: Chapter 51
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CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
Adrian leaned over a table littered with raw stones, his eyes scanning each one as if he held the power to judge its fate by sheer presence. He turned to Elara with a smirk and said, “Do you see this? This stone is utterly useless. Anyone who values it is either blind or foolish. If Finn wants it, he can have it for free, I do not mind. In fact, I insist.”Elara chuckled softly, a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes. “Finally, Blackwell Jewelry is no longer a threat to us. Soon, the whole conglomerate will bow before us. All it takes is patience and precision. Finn thinks he can challenge us, but he has no idea what is coming.”As they celebrated, Jessica approached from the counter, her heels clicking softly against the stone floor. She glanced at the two, her expression unreadable, and asked, “Do you want more? Should we pick more stones?”Adrian waved a hand dismissively. “Pick as many as you like. Anything large or small, it is all yours. I am feeling generous today. Take whatever
CHAPTER FIFTY TWO
Adrian’s heart raced as he rushed to the counter where the stone was being cut. The murmurs of the crowd followed him, whispering in anticipation. “Could it really be a glass jade?” someone asked quietly. “It’s impossible,” another voice murmured. The tension in the hall thickened as all eyes fixed on the stone.Jessica’s expression tightened, her worry evident. She turned to Finn. “If it’s a glass jade, Blackwell Jewelry could be ruined today. Are you sure this is safe?” she asked, her tone anxious, but there was a trace of excitement in her voice.Finn’s auburn eyes scanned the room, calm and measured. “It’s fine. This won’t go the way you fear,” he said softly. His voice carried quiet authority. “We are about to witness a stroke of bad luck for someone else today. Watch closely.”Jessica raised an eyebrow, curiosity and concern mixing. “Are you some kind of fortune teller?” she asked.Finn chuckled lightly, a sound that carried a subtle hint of amusement. “I know a little,” he repl
CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR.
Adrian’s eyes flashed as he stepped forward, his voice sharp with disdain. “How about your lavender jadeite? You are just a piece of trash. Do you think you can call the shots around here?” Finn did not flinch. He held his gaze steady and replied evenly, “Of course I can. As the successor to the Vale family, I doubt you can pull up an equal bet.” Jessica’s hands tightened around the edge of the table, her sharp voice slicing through the tense air. “Exactly. Our lavender jadeite is equivalent to one hundred million dollars. So, what is your stake?” Elara’s eyes gleamed as she leaned close to Adrian. “I hope you are not going to back down now. If we win this bet, we take their premium jade. It will be all ours and cover the loss from the previous auction.” Adrian’s jaw clenched, and he gave her a firm nod. “I would not back o
CHAPTER FIFTY THREE.
Whispers filled the hall as the crowd leaned forward, anticipation thick in the air. The subtle sound of muffled laughter echoed from corners as everyone focused on the stone being cut. Jessica stood near the counter, her hands tense, eyes fixed on the emerging surface. The workers delicately sliced through the raw stone, their movements precise, almost ritualistic, as all attention clung to every motion. Everyone held their breath, waiting for disaster that would please them. The murmurs suggested eagerness for bad news, their curiosity sharpened by hopes of seeing failure. Some leaned closer, whispers spinning in circular speculation. “Could it be empty?” “Maybe it is worthless after all,” a man muttered. Every eye in the room, from assistants to onlookers, followed the stone’s path. When the final cut was made and the stone split into two, a stunned silence swept the room. The stone revealed its inner treasur
CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN.
All around them, the atmosphere was charged with electricity. Whispers carried through the hall as the onlookers digested what had just transpired. Some admired Finn’s skill and ruthlessness, others gawked at the magnitude of the loss, and a few simply shook their heads in disbelief at how swiftly the balance of power had shifted. Elara knelt beside Adrian, her mind racing with calculations and possibilities, trying to salvage the remnants of their plan. But each second that passed reinforced the harsh reality: they were outmaneuvered, humiliated, and powerless against Finn and his allies. The Vale quarry, once a symbol of their control and influence, was now firmly under the command of Blackwell jewelry, a testament to the shifting tides of fortune. Jessica, confident and precise, orchestrated the takeover with a calm efficiency that belied the chaos s
CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE.
Adrian immediately rushed across the hall, his shoes clicking sharply against the polished floor, as he motioned for his secretary to follow closely behind. The secretary carried a freshly drafted contract, neatly bound and carefully signed, ready for Finn to inspect. Everyone in the hall turned their attention as Adrian approached the center, the excitement of the crowd palpable. He handed the papers to Finn, who took them calmly, his eyes scanning the documents with a faint glint of amusement. “I will read this aloud so everyone here knows exactly what we are agreeing to,” Finn said, his voice steady and commanding. He began to read clearly, ensuring that every word resonated across the hall. “If the last raw stone does not yield a jade worth up to fifty million dollars, the Vale family will win the bet, including all previously acquired premium lavender jadeites. If the last raw stone contains a jade worth more than fifty million dollars, Bl
CHAPTER FIFTY SIX.
Jessica could hardly contain herself. She rushed forward and threw her arms around Finn, embracing him tightly. His frame was solid under her grip, but he remained calm, gently placing his hands on her shoulders and signaling for her to regain control. “Mr Rowe, we—I’m going to be rich! Blackwell jewelry group is going to make an epic comeback!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement. Her words came in bursts, almost disjointed, each one heavier than the last with her disbelief and joy. Finn’s eyes, steady and calculating, met hers, and he shook his head slightly, reminding her to loosen her grip and regain composure. Jessica’s laughter and cries mingled together as she stepped back, though her hands remained near him. “Ten billion! This is what ten billion at least—ten billion dollars!” she shouted. Around them, the crowd erupted into astonished murmurs and exclamations. The
CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT.
Finn leaned back in the Blackwell office chair, the leather creaking slightly under his weight as Jessica stood across from him, concern etched across her face. She adjusted her blazer, fingers nervously tapping against the desk. “Do you want me to call security? Someone could try to come after you now,” she asked, her voice tense. “With the Vale family ruined and everyone knowing Blackwell jewelry has been hit, they might try something desperate.” Finn shook his head, his dark eyes calm, almost amused. “Relax. They don’t know I own the group. They think it’s just me, a nobody. Nobody would come after me.” Jessica frowned but nodded, trusting him for the moment. Her phone rang sharply, breaking the silence, and Finn gestured for her to answer. She picked up, listening intently, her brow furrowing more deeply as the conversation continued. Moments later, she ended the call a
CHAPTER FIFTY NINE
“Grandpa,” Finn began, his voice steady yet urgent, “I have finished the third trial before the sun goes up. I would inform the Ashburns that I am not going.” His grandfather’s eyes narrowed, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I’m afraid not, Finn.” Finn’s brow furrowed. “Why, Grandpa?” “Because the Ashburns are part of your third trial,” his grandfather said, voice calm, almost teasing. “What trial is this now?” Finn asked, leaning forward instinctively, as if the weight of unseen eyes pressed upon him. “I want you to triple Blackwell Group’s share price in one week,” his grandfather replied, eyes glinting with challenge. Finn froze, his fingers tapping rapidly against the armrest as he processed the words. “What? A week? Triple?
SIXTY.
Adrian slumped heavily against the couch, his face pale, eyes hollow, still reeling from the humiliation and defeat he had suffered at the hands of Finn and the Blackwell group. The room was silent except for the faint ticking of a clock on the wall. He could barely gather his thoughts, the bitter taste of failure lingering in his mouth. Every plan he had meticulously crafted, every ounce of power he believed he held, had crumbled in a single moment. He felt small, broken, and utterly helpless. The sudden sound of the front door opening pulled him from his daze. Elara stepped in, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor, the faintest trace of authority in her posture. She looked at Adrian, her expression calm but unwavering, and he felt a flicker of hope ignite. “Elara,” he croaked, voice raw, desperate. “Please… I need you. I cannot face this alone. I—I cannot lose you now.” He sank to his kn