The Live-In Son-in-Law Is the Supreme Tycoon

Chapter 2: Part 3 The Marriage Proposal Nobody Expected

He responded calmly, “I already know what you’re offering.”

 “Most people would negotiate,” Diana insisted

without hesitation. He responded, “I’m not most people.”

The quiet confidence in his response lingered between them.

Behind her, Vanessa leaned toward Chloe. “He’s weird,”

She whispered. “I was just thinking that too.”

Diana ignored them. “Then tell me,” she said, her voice steady again. “What are your conditions?”

Jack tilted his head slightly, his gaze drifting upward toward the glass ceiling. Sunlight filtered through the skylight, casting shifting patterns across the polished floor.

Around them, people continued moving through their routines, unaware of the significance of what was unfolding.

For years, he had observed life from a distance, from boardrooms high above the city. Perhaps it was time to step into it.

A quiet smile touched his lips. “There is one condition.”

Diana straightened. “I knew it. What is it?” She was expecting something far more.

He said casually, “We’re honest with each other.”

She frowned slightly. “That’s all?”

“No unnecessary lies,” he clarified. “No pretending beyond what the contract requires.”

Diana let out a soft, incredulous breath. “That’s surprisingly reasonable. I find honesty simplifies life.”

He studied her for a while. “If only business worked that way, but it usually doesn’t.”

Their eyes met again, but something had shifted.

The tension between them no longer carried hostility. Instead, it had transformed into something quieter, more intriguing, and Curiosity took over.

Vanessa broke the moment. “So... is that a yes?”

Jack turned back to Diana. “One question first.”

She nodded. “Go ahead.”

“Why me?”

The question struck deeper than she expected. For a brief moment, she hesitated before answering. “You stayed calm,” she said.

He waited. “You were humiliated, but you didn’t lash out. You didn’t insult anyone. You admitted your mistake, and you even apologized.”

She glanced away briefly before adding, “Most men would have shouted.”

A gentle smile formed on Jack’s lips. “So you chose me because I didn’t.”

She shrugged lightly. “And because you’re handsome.”

Vanessa burst into laughter. “There it is! I knew she’d admit it.”

Diana shot her a sharp look. “Don’t ruin the moment.”

Jack chuckled softly, and for the first time since the conversation began, the atmosphere felt noticeably lighter.

Then his phone vibrated.

He glanced down at the message.

The President has arrived at Greenwood Holdings. Cabinet members are waiting. Every board member is present. Your attendance is urgently required.

Without a word, Jack locked his screen and slipped the phone back into his pocket.

Diana noticed. “Work?”

He said casually, “Something like that.”

“Important?” she asked

“But it can wait.”

She found his answer unexpectedly amusing. “If you’re becoming my husband,” she said, “you should know one thing.”

“And what’s that?” he asked

“My family doesn’t tolerate failure.”

Jack’s smile did not falter. “Neither do I.”

There it was again, that quiet, unshakable confidence that did not align with his appearance or situation.

For a brief moment, it made her pause.

Then she dismissed the thought. She was overthinking. He was just an ordinary man, nothing more. “There’s a café upstairs,” she said. “We’ll discuss the details.”

Jack nodded. “Very well.”

The group began moving toward the escalator, but halfway there, Diana suddenly stopped. “Oh, right.”

She turned toward the boutique cashier. “My shopping.”

The cashier smiled politely. “I’ll have everything sent to your car, Miss Sterling.”

“And his?” Diana added, gesturing toward Jack’s bags. “I’ll pay for those as well.”

As the payment was processed, every employee in the boutique watched Jack with renewed curiosity. Only moments ago, he had been the subject of ridicule.

Now, the city’s most famous heiress was paying for everything he had chosen.

Even the security guards exchanged uncertain glances. “I told you,” the older guard murmured. “There’s something different about him.”

The younger one frowned. “You think he’s secretly rich?”

The veteran shook his head slowly. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “But men with nothing rarely carry themselves like that.”

Upstairs, inside a quiet café overlooking the city, Diana placed a neatly folded document on the table. “I had this prepared months ago.”

Jack accepted it. At the top, in bold letters, were the words:

CONTRACT MARRIAGE AGREEMENT

He flipped through the pages with calm efficiency. Twenty-three clauses, eight pages, every detail carefully constructed.

Vanessa leaned toward Chloe again. “Watch,” she whispered. “He’s definitely going to negotiate.”

“No one signs something like that immediately.”

Jack reached the final page. Without hesitation, he picked up the pen resting beside the document.

Diana folded her arms, bracing herself for demands for more money, better conditions, perhaps even luxury perks.

Instead, Jack signed his name in one smooth motion. He did not alter a single clause. He did not ask for more money. He did not even revisit the payment section.

He simply placed the pen back down. “I accept.”

The air in the café shifted as the words settled. A deep, stunned silence followed, stretching longer than anyone expected.

Diana stared at the signature.

Vanessa blinked repeatedly, trying to process what had just happened.

Chloe’s jaw slowly dropped.

“You... didn’t negotiate?” Diana finally asked.

Jack leaned back in his chair, his expression calm and unreadable. “I didn’t see the need.”

Outside the café windows, the skyline shimmered under the afternoon sun.

Far away, in the towering headquarters of Greenwood Holdings, dozens of executives stood frozen around a polished boardroom table. No one dared to sit, and no one dared to leave.

They were waiting for a man who had not arrived. A man none of them could afford to keep waiting.

And none of them could have imagined that, at that very moment, their elusive Chairman had just signed a very different kind of contract.