All Chapters of Rise of the big bad son-in-law: Chapter 11
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Chapter eleven.
At the center of the reception, Mrs. Smith knelt on the floor.The same woman who once terrified Jamal with nothing more than a glance now had her hands submerged in a small bucket of water, a damp cloth clenched tightly between her fingers. She started off slowly, as though every wipe across the floor cost her a piece of herself.Around her, employees moved about their daily activities, although every few seconds their flickered back to the scene, Jamal allowed the crowd gathered to enjoy the view. No one dared to speak openly, or question what was going on.A few steps away stood Jamal.He hadn’t moved much, he just stood, watching and observing with so much satisfaction. Beside him, Eva stood restless, her fingers twitching by her sides.“Jamal…” she began again, her voice now stripped of the arrogance it once carried so easily. “Please… don’t you think this has gone far enough?”He didn’t respond immediately. His gaze remained fixed on Mrs. Smith, following the slow, humiliatin
Chapter twelve.
The Smiths drove back home in total shame. Not a single person in the car spoke for the first ten minutes after leaving the Lincoln Group headquarters.Mrs. Smith sat rigidly in the backseat, her fingers clenched tightly around her handbag. Her jaw remained locked so firmly it looked painful, and every few seconds, her nostrils flared with restrained fury. The image of herself kneeling on that floor kept replaying in her mind over and over again like a curse she could not escape.Eva sat beside her, staring blankly through the tinted window.Meanwhile, Mark drove aggressively, his hands gripping the steering wheel hard enough to whiten his knuckles, while David sat in the passenger seat muttering curses under his breath every few minutes.The atmosphere was unbearable.Finally, Mrs. Smith exploded.“That ungrateful bastard!” she snapped viciously, slamming her palm against the seat. “How dare he? How dare he humiliate me like that in public after everything we did for him!”Eva close
Chapter thirteen.
The entire staff had already closed for the day and left office before Jamal decided to call it a day as well. As he drove home, his attention shifted frequently between focusing on the road ahead and looking out the window to watch the busy street.Normally, a scene like this would have calmed him. There was something peaceful about driving alone at night, something that allowed him to think clearly without cameras flashing in his face or employees constantly asking for his attention.But tonight, his mind refused to settle.His hands rested on the steering wheel as he drove through the quiet stretch of road leading toward the Lincoln estate, yet his thoughts remained tangled.The Smiths.The previous occurrence with them earlier replayed replayed in his head over and over again.Mrs. Smith kneeling on the floor.Mark and David beating themselves to a pulp.Eva begging him with trembling eyes.A faint smile tugged at his lips.If someone had told him months ago that he would one day
Fury.
By the time Jamal drove into the house, his entire body felt tight with restrained anger.The confrontation with Andrew replayed in his head relentlessly, every sentence echoing louder the more he tried to silence it.His grip around the steering wheel tightened unconsciously as he drove down the pathway leading toward the mansion. All he could feel was rage, dangerous fury, the type that spreads quietly through a person’s chest and burned slowly.Jamal parked the car more harshly than usual and stepped out almost immediately, slamming the door shut harder than intended.The sound echoed through the quiet mansion.A few nearby staff members startled slightly at the noise, exchanging nervous glances before quickly lowering their heads.Jamal barely noticed them.The doors opened before he reached them, one of the house attendants bowing respectfully.“Welcome home, sir.”Jamal walked past him without responding.The servant blinked awkwardly before quietly stepping aside.He stormed i
Chapter fifteen.
later that night.Jamal sat near the edge of the massive bed, his sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms while several documents remained scattered across the mattress beside him. His laptop screen gleamed in front of him, spreadsheets and financial reports staring back at him, yet he hadn’t properly read a single line in almost twenty minutes.His mind kept drifting back to Andrew.To that smile, and those carefully chosen words."Your parents once believed they were untouchable too." Jamal exhaled heavily and shut the laptop with more force than necessary.“Damn it.”He rubbed both hands over his face tiredly before leaning back against the headboard.The company, the enemies, the pressure.Everything was becoming heavier by the day.A few weeks ago, his biggest concern had been surviving humiliation inside the Smith household.Now powerful men were threatening him over billion-dollar empires.Life truly had a twisted sense of humor.A knock suddenly sounded at the door.Jamal frow
Chapter sixteen.
Long before the rest of the estate fully awakened, Jamal was already seated inside his home office with several documents spread across the desk in front of him.For the past week, veritas international investors group had occupied nearly every waking thought in his mind.The opportunity alone was enormous.A partnership with Veritas would not only stabilize several ongoing expansion projects within Lincoln Group, but would also strengthen investor confidence in him specifically, something Jamal knew he desperately needed. Although the company had publicly accepted him as the new CEO, there were still many influential people silently waiting for him to fail. He could feel it constantly during meetings, and conferences, even during casual conversations with executives who smiled politely while secretly gossiping about whether a man who had walked out of prison weeks ago truly belonged at the head of an empire.That was why today mattered.A soft knock sounded against the office door be
Chapter seventeen.
Andrew finally walked away alongside his executives, leaving Jamal standing there while anxiety churned heavily inside him. The second he disappeared into one of the conference rooms, Jamal exhaled deeply.“This is bad,” he muttered quietly. Evelyn turned toward him immediately. "Andrew knows nothing about business except violence, you have a chance against him, don't get distracted by his fierceness." She whispered to him.That statement lingered in Jamal’s head as they were finally escorted into the executive conference room.The room itself was massive and intimidating enough to unsettle almost anyone. Every board member was present already, and sitting near the far side of the room, was Andrew, looking perfectly comfortable.That alone nearly irritated Jamal.Because while Andrew appeared completely relaxed, Jamal could practically hear his own heartbeat.The presentations began shortly afterward.Andrew went first.And unfortunately for Jamal…He was incredible.He was very con
Chapter eighteen.
For the first time in weeks, Jamal had decided to leave work early.Not because the workload was light, far from it. If anything, taking over the Lincoln empire had proven far more exhausting than he initially imagined. Every department needed his attention even when he was still figuring things out himself.But after everything that had happened lately, even Evelyn had practically forced him to take the evening off.“You cannot keep living inside that office,” she had told him earlier that afternoon while dropping files onto his desk. “You need proper clothes too. Half your wardrobe still looks like you’re preparing for bankruptcy court.”And now, driving through the evening traffic with one hand resting lazily against the steering wheel, Jamal found himself thinking maybe she was right.The expensive black suit he currently wore fit well enough, but most of the clothes inside his closet had been purchased in a rush after his release from prison. He needed proper outfits now, clothes
Chapter nineteen.
Jamal was on a zoom meeting which has been ongoing for nearly forty minutes.Suddenly, the sound of his office door opening interrupted him.Jamal barely glanced up at first. “Evelyn, give me one second,” he said distractedly while continuing to review the presentation in front of him.But no answer came.Instead, soft heels clicked slowly against the floor.Jamal frowned faintly and finally looked up properly.And nearly choked.Eva.His ex-wife stood near the entrance of the office wearing a fitted red dress so tight it looked painted onto her body. Her makeup was done flawlessly and her hair styled perfectly, and unlike the furious, broken woman he had seen recently after destroying the Smith family publicly, today she wore an entirely different expression... She looked sluttier than he'd ever seen her before.The moment their eyes met, her lips curved into a sly smile.“Busy?” she asked sweetly.Jamal stared at her in disbelief for a moment before quickly muting his microphone. “W
Chapter twenty.
Eva’s hands were still trembling by the time her car pulled into the driveway.The entire ride home had felt like a nightmare she couldn’t wake up from.Her chest remained painfully tight, humiliation clawing at her throat every single time the horrifying memory replayed itself in her mind. Those businessmen staring at her in absolute shock while she stood practically naked in Jamal’s office like some desperate fool.God.Just thinking about it made her stomach twist violently.“How stupid can you be?” she muttered bitterly to herself as she stepped out of the car. “How could you not notice the damn screen?”She slammed the car door harder than necessary before storming toward the house, rage and embarrassment fought viciously inside her chest, each emotion crashing into the other until she could barely think straight anymore.The moment she entered the house, loud voices immediately reached her ears from the living room.“I’m telling you, it’s everywhere already!”“No way…”“Check t