Rise of the Forgotten Son-In-Law

Owen moved with shaky steps as he approached the truck. The crate in his hands seemed to weigh a thousand tons that would break his back from the terrible weight he was feeling."Hey, put your back into it! Or it's gonna fall!" One man who stood at the truck yelled at him.Owen struggled to keep his hands under the crate even as he approached. He heard the warnings, but his body couldn't obey him anymore.His hands slipped and the crate crashed on the ground with a loud thud."Now you've done it..." The man drew close to Owen in anger."I'm sorry..." Owen muttered."What's there to be sorry about? You can't even lift something this much. Who put you here?" He asked."Boss did." Owen replied as he managed to stand somewhat and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.He sighed with resignation as he looked at his rumpled and dirty clothes and the mess he had made.His dressing wasn't supposed to be ruined to that extent because lifting things wasn't in his original job description. Ow

Owen was shocked again at the unexpected development.He had wanted to say something in response to Mr Martin. Maybe beg or ask why he had done such a thing. But he hadn't been given an opportunity to.Now his words hung in his throat. He couldn't tell anyone the things that bothered him. His throat choked up with indescribable emotions and his head was on the verge of blacking out.Owen turned around from the doors and began to walk... He didn't know where he was going to... He didn't have anywhere to go.He had been fired from his job. That place had been where he had been most of the time and it had begun to feel like his second home in a kind of way. Even his own house was no longer a home to him. He had lost everything that he had managed to build up and possess.He thought about the orphanage that he had grown up in. But he had left there many years ago. There was no way he could go back there. He would definitely not be accepted.Owen was lost in thought as he kept walking aim

"Hey Megan...!" Owen called out after her."Don't you dare abort my child!" He yelled. But Megan didn't stop and continued moving.Owen moved on his hospital bed as he wanted to chase after her."Megan, don't do this...!" He shouted.His body condition didn't allow him to move and he felt searing pain all over. As he groaned and shouted after Megan, a nurse rushed inside in panic."Mr Hudson, you shouldn't be moving about so fiercely. You're still in a critical state!" She said to him, trying to calm him down."Stop Megan, please..." Owen said with tears in his eyes.The nurse looked at him with pity at his poor plight. She had heard everything from where she was outside the ward. But she couldn't do anything to stop Megan from doing what she wanted to do.And there was almost no one who could help him.Owen sobbed with tears. There was nothing he could do except stay where he was and wait for her to come back.About an hour later, Megan and her mom came back inside and Megan even had

As Owen went out of the hospital, he saw Mr Reynolds waiting for him beside a car that looked quite normal.Owen had no knowledge about cars so he didn't think much of it. He was only satisfied that Mr Reynolds hadn't come with a luxury car that would arouse attention."It's good to see that you've recovered to a large extent, young master." Mr Reynolds remarked when Owen drew close to him."Please uncle, I would be more comfortable if you called me by name." Owen said."Sure, Mr Owen." Mr Reynolds said.Owen sighed and entered the car through the door that Reynolds had opened up for him.Several minutes later, Owen and Mr Reynolds arrived at a building that could only be described as a castle or a mansion.Owen marveled at the sight of it as Mr Reynolds drove in through the massive gates into the front yard of the mansion.For some reason, there were several other people outside the massive building as though they were waiting for someone."Who are these people?" Owen asked Mr Reynol

"Just a kidnapping?" Rebecca muttered in shock."Do you know who I am? Do you know who my husband is? Release my son immediately!" She yelled."Of course I know who you are, Rebecca Coleman." The voice said."Then why are you doing this? My husband will come for you!" She threatened."I can wait for him to come but that won't be favourable." The voice replied."Release my son!" Rebecca screamed."If you want your son back, then you have to pay a ransom of one billion dollars in the next Twenty four hours." The man said."That's bull...""I'm not done!" The voice angrily cut her off.Rebecca obediently went silent."Every day you delay the payment, the ransom will increase by one billion and your son will lose a finger." The man said."You can wait for the next twenty four hours to pass so that I will prove it to you or you can make the payment without delay if you leave your child." The man threatened and ended the call immediately.The last thing Rebecca did was her son's face which