All Chapters of The Shadow Son-in-law : Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
20 chapters
The Birthday Cake and the Poisoned Cup
The aroma of chicken broth filled the small kitchen, but the atmosphere in the dining room outside was ice-cold.Ethan Vance carefully placed the final dish on the table. A perfectly braised sea bass, his wife’s favorite. Today was his thirtieth birthday. He didn’t care about a party, but he had spent four hours preparing this meal, hoping for a rare moment of peace with Chloe.The front door clicked open. Chloe Wright walked in, her tailored business suit flawless, but her beautiful face was masked with exhaustion and irritation. Behind her stepped Julian Ross, dressed in a bespoke three-piece suit, a smug smile playing on his lips.Ethan’s hand paused on the ladle. "Chloe? You're back. I made dinner. It’s...""Clear the table, Ethan," Chloe interrupted, her voice cutting through the room like a shard of glass. She didn't even look at him. She tossed her designer handbag onto the sofa. "Julian’s company just secured the prelimi
Last Updated : 2026-07-07
The Trap at Grand Horizon
The neon sign of the Grand Horizon Hotel blazed against the midnight sky, but to Ethan Vance, it looked like a gilded cage. He stood across the street, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, watching the sleek black sedan pull up to the valet.Julian Ross stepped out first, smoothly adjusting his cuffs before opening the passenger side door. Chloe emerged, clutching a leather folder tightly against her chest. She looked anxious, her eyes darting toward the towering glass entrance. Even from fifty yards away, Ethan could see the tension in her shoulders."Boss." Brandon’s deep voice crackled through the earpiece. "My scouts are inside. Room 808. The Vance family’s exile faction has deployed twelve armed mercenaries disguised as private security. Julian’s signature is already on the transfer documents. Only Chloe’s signature remains to strip the Wright Group of its core assets.""Understood," Ethan murmured, his voice flat and devoid o
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The Savior's Lie
The ride back to the Wright villa was dead silent. Chloe sat in the passenger seat of the taxi Ethan had hailed, her body still trembling slightly. She kept her face turned toward the window, watching the streetlights blur past. Her cheek throbbed where the mercenary had struck her, but the confusion in her heart hurt far more.She kept stealing glances at Ethan. He sat beside her, staring straight ahead, his expression as calm and unreadable as a deep pool of stagnant water."Ethan," Chloe finally spoke, her voice cracking. "How did you know I was there? And those men... how did you fight like that?"Ethan didn't turn his head. "I followed you because Julian looked suspicious at dinner. As for the fighting, I told you before I met you… I served as a medic in a security firm overseas. You learn how to handle yourself when lives are on the line."Chloe bit her lip. It was true. When they first met three years ago, Ethan had ment
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The Vanguard Ceremony Begins
The plaza outside the Veridian Vanguard skyscraper was a sea of luxury sports cars, towering glass walls, and the absolute elite of the city’s business world. Security guards dressed in pristine black tactical suits stood every five meters, their eyes scanning the incoming crowd with icy precision.To the average citizen, stepping past those gates was a lifetime achievement. To Julian Ross, it was his playground."Keep up, Ethan! Don't drag your feet like a dead weight," Valerie barked, adjusting her expensive pearl necklace as they walked toward the grand entrance. She turned to Julian, her face instantly melting into a doting smile. "Julian, dear, does your wrist still hurt? You really shouldn't be carrying anything with that injury.""It’s fine, Auntie Valerie," Julian said, offering a weak, heroic smile while holding his bandaged right hand against his chest. He kicked a heavy, black leather briefcase backward, letting it slid
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The Briefing Room Humiliation
The secondary briefing room on the fourth floor of the Veridian Vanguard headquarters was the definition of corporate opulence. A massive, oval table carved from black obsidian dominated the space, surrounded by plush leather seats. It was a room reserved for companies fighting for their lives, waiting for a scrap of the Vanguard’s massive industrial crumbs.Julian Ross sat at the far end of the table, sweating profusely through his designer suit jacket. His bandaged right wrist throbbed, but the throbbing in his veins from sheer panic was worse. Beside him, Valerie and Chloe sat in rigid, anxious silence.It had taken Julian forty-five minutes, three desperate phone calls to his father, and a hefty wire transfer to finally get Manager Thomas to manually override the lower lobby gate. But they hadn't been cleared for the grand signing hall. Instead, they had been dumped here, in a secondary waiting zone."Julian, dear, are you sure eve
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The Shadow Approaches
The heavy electronic lock clicked. The massive double doors slid open with a smooth, terrifying hiss.Manager Thomas remained on his knees, his forehead pressed firmly against the polished floor, trembling so violently his shoes tapped against the baseboards. Julian had collapsed backward into his chair, his face a ghostly shade of white, his eyes wide and vacant with pure, primitive terror. Even Valerie had stopped shrieking; she sat paralyzed, clutching her chest as if her heart might fail at any second.A towering figure stepped into the room first. It was Brandon. Dressed in a flawless, charcoal-grey military suit, his chest adorned with elite Vanguard commendations, his very presence radiated absolute authority.Chloe’s breath hitched. She had seen Brandon’s face on business magazine covers, he was the highest-ranking executive visible to the public, the ruthless iron fist of the Veridian Vanguard. If Brandon was just the va
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Begging on Their Knees
The living room of the Wright villa was in a state of absolute chaos. Valerie was pacing the floor so violently she had nearly worn a path into the expensive hardwood, while Chloe sat on the sofa, her face buried in her hands.The contrast of the day was staggering. They had left the house expecting a glorious corporate ascension; they had returned blacklisted, isolated, and completely terrified. Julian Ross was gone, currently dealing with the immediate collapse of his own family’s banks, leaving the Wrights entirely on their own."It doesn't make sense!" Valerie slammed her fist onto the kitchen counter, her voice shrill with panic. "Why Ethan? Why would the supreme Director of the Veridian Vanguard even know that trash-tier boy’s name? Why would a fifty-million-dollar contract depend on a live-in loser who can’t even afford his own shoes?"Chloe lifted her head, her eyes red and swollen. "Because we were blind, Mom. Think abou
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The Noon Envoy's Arrival
The corporate headquarters of the Wright Group was suffocatingly quiet. Usually, the mid-sized office buzzed with the chatter of logistics managers and accountants, but today, every single employee stood huddled near the glass partitions of the main lobby. The news of the global Vanguard blacklist had leaked, and everyone knew that by noon, they would either be salvaged by a miracle or utterly ruined.Chloe stood near the entrance, her eyes glued to the grand digital clock on the wall.11:45 AM.She was dressed in her finest executive suit, her hair pinned back perfectly, but the sheer anxiety radiating from her was palpable. Beside her stood Valerie, who was frantically adjusting the collars of her blouse, her face a mask of oily sweat and desperate ambition.And behind them both, leaning casually against a structural pillar with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, was Ethan. He was still wearing his faded, un
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The Ghost of the Vance Family
The news of Julian Ross’s public ruin spread through the business district like wildfire, but thirty floors above the city streets, in the heavily fortified penthouse of the Vance Corporation, it felt like a declaration of war.Hector Vance slammed his glass of scotch against the frosted glass desk, shattering it into a hundred glittering shards. The amber liquid seeped into the asset-seizure notices piling up in front of him."What do you mean the Ross family asset liquidation is already complete?" Hector roared, his face contorting with a venomous rage. "Julian Ross was supposed to hand us the Wright Group's logistics network today! How did they secure a tier-one Vanguard allocation instead?"Across the desk, a lean man dressed in a dark trench coat shifted uncomfortably in the shadows. He was the head of Hector’s private intelligence unit. "Sir... Julian Ross was neutralized by Commander Brandon himself at the Wright Group headq
Last Updated : 2026-07-12
The Receipts of the Vanguard
The wind rustled through the dense treeline surrounding the Wright property, carrying a chill that had nothing to do with the weather.Inside the villa, the lights were bright, but in the dark courtyard, Ethan Vance stood perfectly still. He slipped his encrypted phone back into his pocket, his gaze fixed on the shifting shadows near the perimeter wall. He didn't retreat inside. He didn't call out to Chloe or Valerie. Doing so would only drag their panic into a situation that required absolute, silent precision.Six figures emerged from the tree line, moving with fluid, practiced stealth. They wore matte-black tactical gear, their faces hidden behind ballistic balaclavas. These weren't the low-level thugs Julian Ross had hired at the hotel; these were operatives from the Obsidian Fang, ruthless international mercenaries who left no witnesses. Each carried a suppressed submachine gun, their barrels pointed toward the ground as they
Last Updated : 2026-07-12