Andre Spencer: The Rise Of The Useless Son-In-Law

Take this two billion dollars.

Chapter 5

Andre’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as he recognized the man who had come to bail him.

He walked out of the detention center, quiet as usual ignoring the man's existence behind him. Rage and quilt brewed within him and his fist clenched so tightly that he stopped at his pace.

“You want me to forgive my mother, right?” He asked, and the man nodded.

“And did you also say that my mother owns billions of assets?”

The old man nodded.

Andre paused for a while then cleared his throat to say. “I’ll only forgive my mother when you find out the person behind the incidents that took me to the detention center! I want the company where I’m working bought in my name, I also will need a car.”

The old man's face lightened with excitement and he agreed to fulfill Andre’s request.

“What kind of car if I may ask?” The old man inquired.

Andre pondered for a while and answered, “Lamborghini Urus.”

“Done.” The old man said.

“Apology on my side for not introducing myself to you properly, young master. I am Edwin Howard, your mother’s butler.”

Andre listened to the man and nodded.

“Madam asked me to give you this golden violet card, a sum of twenty million dollars is being deposited in the account. If I’m not asking too much, please could you just grant your mother an audience? Through video call, please?”

Andre would have refused but since the old man had begged, he had no choice but to succumb to the pleading.

He was ushered into a Roll Royce where he FaceTime his mother for the first time, he was a striking resemblance of his mother. His mother, a middle-aged woman whose skin was porcelain, and beauty graceful appeared on the screen with smiles curling up her face, and tears streaming down her eyes.

She anxiously called his name, “Andre, you’re the exact replicate of your father.”

She said, but Andre replied with a colder expression.

“Andre, I know I’ve wronged you and you’ve suffered for the past years, but I want you to understand there was a reason behind every of my actions.”

“Even when you had reported me to the federal authorities that I was stalking you? You were my mother for Christ's sake! I just wanted to know if you miss me just the way I was missing you.” Andre rebuffed.

Back then when Andre’s mother had left behind, Andre so much yearned for his mother’s attention. He hadn’t heard from her for over three years and she doesn’t give a fuck about that.

He came across a man’s post on F******k congratulating his mother on their newly launched fashion house. His mother reacted to the post, and Andre had clicked his mother's picture to text her, and expressed his feelings over the years.

His mother never responded to any of his messages or emails until one day when he was blocked by men in uniform, taken to CIA headquarters, detained, interrogated, and forced to sign an undertaking note to talk to his mom again.

Now, his mom is right there on the screen, faking tears and affection.

“I sure have my reasons for doing that, one day you’ll know and see that all what I’ve done was for your sake.” She broke down in tears.

Andre almost gloated at her words, but he could feel her. The realness in her voice and tear-filled eyes.

“Did you accept the bank card?” His mother inquired.

“Oh, you think I was hungry for your money? You think you could bribe me?” Andre’s voice shook, he was losing his cool, he’s not going to show his beast side to his mother, never!

“Son,” his mother called with a genuine tone.

Andre looked up to her.

“I want you to be powerful and revenge your father’s shed blood. And what’s being powerful without money?” Her mother said.

“I need you to take the money and utilize it to great use. Consider it as compensation, if it yields gain it’s yours, if it’s loss, it’s mine.”

Andre stilled and didn’t even blink his eyes.

“Do you want those who look down on you to keep looking down on you?”

“Or do you want those who killed not only your father but the rest of the family to be proud and get away with their sins?

“Choose and get back to me,” before she could pronounce her words completely, Andre had already gotten out of the car.

The woman wept incessantly and said, “Edwin, do you think my son would ever forgive me?”

She asked his butler.

“He’s a kid and he’s angry. He would surely come back to his senses one day to realize that you’re the best mother in the world to ever exist.” Butler Edwin said to pacify her.

“He wants me to find out about the culprit behind the rider and the threat letter.”

“Be fast with it! When you find out, report to me first.”

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In the afternoon of the next day, Andre returned home. As soon as he emerged from the door, his mother-in-law, Hannah, frowned, “How come you’re home, alive? You were supposed to be dead or in there for the next five years!”

Andre remained quiet and attempted to walk past her when she pushed him aggressively.

“Where do you think you’re going to?” Hannah inquired.

“Mother, I just returned from the prison, I want to take my bath,” Andre replied in his usual low voice.

“Oh,” Hannah paused as an idea struck into her head. She smiled and urged him. “You may go on!”

At Hannah’s sudden cooperation, Andre sensed some foul play but he wasn’t going to allow his heart to be clouded with dark thoughts.

Andre opted to Yvonne’s room, today was Saturday anyway, and Yvonne would be home.

As Andre reached for the door, his hands froze when he heard some chat.

“Yeah baby, harder! Pound me, hard baby!”

As he stood, his nose caught a whiff of the scents of sex which circulated in the air. Andre’s heart tightened, and his cheeks flushed red. He kicked the door open in full force, and he was welcomed with a horrifying sight.