The Overpowered Son-in-law

The phone call

Kimberly teared up. Why does she have to be so unfortunate.

Why?

Ever since she got married to this loser her grandmother picked for her, her life has been nothing but misery. 

He was nothing. A garbage for a husband. A disgrace that never should have happened. 

He wasn't supposed to voice his opinion on matters as urgent as this and yet here he was disgracing her and her parents. 

She wished Nicholas could just keep quiet and accept reality but he was surprisingly stubborn. 

Why was he so adamant when there was little to nothing he could do to stop her from marrying George. 

George was the saviour of her family. Without the Blackwells help, the Goldstein family would crumble. 

There was no reason for Nicholas to act up. Actually, there's nothing he could do to change that. 

She couldn't take it anymore and decided to shut him up herself. That way, he would leave the family meeting and allow her to do things her way. 

She was trapped and she knew it. There was no other person in the family who would marry George aside her. 

Mom was right when she said this might be a set-up by her family to get rid of her. Her intuition was correct but what was the use?

She had no other choice but to do it. No one would save her. She can't be saved. Not even her mother can do anything. 

What's more irritating was the fact that she was married to a coward whom her family view as a clown. 

Maybe it was for the best. In as much as she hates being George's wife, she would finally be rid of Nicholas. 

But to honour Madam Elizabeth's death wish, she was prepared to demand a million dollars to be paid into Nicholas account. 

With a million dollars, Nicholas can finally protect himself. He could start afresh and remarry again. 

If she was marrying George and divorcing Nicholas, she had to make sure he was alright. 

Nicholas felt deflated. Not even his own wife believed in him. She must be awfully disappointed in him.

Kimberly teared up and shouted at Nicholas with her fists raised, "Shut up, Nic! Shut the hell up and leave!"

Nicholas mouth fell. The tears in Kimberly's eyes deflated him. 

He had never seen her in such pains. She must really hate him now. 

His head bent, Nicholas quietly walked out of the conference hall. He overheard the insults and mocks the Goldstein's vented on him. 

"Such a loser."

"He doesn't belong here. He should get lost."

"Good riddance. Kimberly deserves better."

"Drop dead, bastard."

At the doorway, Nicholas took a quick glance at his wife. She was sobbing and rubbing her eyes. 

Nicholas felt pained. He never meant things to end this way. 

He thought if his in-laws could at least give him a chance, he just might be able to save them.

It was a gamble but if the gamble payed off, the Goldstein household would be indebted to him forever. 

But that wasn't going to happen because they have no single regard for him nor do they even believed he would ever raise twenty million dollars. 

Nicholas bite his underlip bitterly, eyes welling tears as he reflected on his whole misfortunes. 

Madam Elizabeth knew about his past. She knew his true identity which was why she married him to her granddaughter, Kimberly. 

He owed Madam Elizabeth his life. 

When she was alive, she protected him from his enemies while he stayed in hiding under the Goldstein household. 

But after she died, the same Goldstein family turned against him. 

Sir Harold had never liked him one bit and he showed his true colours after Madam Elizabeth passed away. 

He transformed Nicholas into a house help. 

Even though the Goldstein family were wealthy to hire a hundred maid, Sir Harold didn't. 

He chose to overwork Nicholas. 

For three years, Nicholas slaved for the Goldstein household that he became popularly known as the Trash son-in-law. 

"I'm a failure," Nicholas said aloud. "I'm a hopeless failure. Even my beloved thinks so little of me it's heartbreaking."

His mind was so blank, he didn't know how he kept walking until he was outside the gates of the Goldstein's villa.  

Nicholas kicked and punched the air in anger, cursing himself for being so unfortunate in life. 

He asked God why was he so worthless to be born. He hated himself now that he would rather be dead than remain alive. 

Suddenly, his cell phone rang in his pocket. He dipped his hand in and brought out his cell phone and picked the call. 

"Hello?" He said, holding his call phone to his ear. 

"Young master," a middle aged man's voice said excitedly. "Finally, I found you."

Nicholas raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me but who is this?"

"It is I, Edgar, your butler," the caller replied sharply. "Oh, young master. It's been ages. I can't believe I finally found you after searching all these time."

Nicholas forced a small smile. It has been three long years since he heard from Edgar and the Phoenix family. 

How Edgar managed to find his phone number was a miracle since all forms of communication was cut off between him and his family. 

Was this something he should celebrate? They were the very ones whom disowned and kicked him out of the family in the first place. 

Shutting his eyes, he let out an exasperated sigh. 

"What it is, Edgar? Have my family finally proven me guilty? If yes, then I'm prepared for my punishment."

"What?" Edgar exclaimed excitedly. "Don't say that, young master. No one is going to punish you."

Nicholas opened his eyes slightly and held his phone close to his ears. 

"Does that means, I'm innocent?"

"Yes Young master," Edgar said. "Your life is no longer in danger because you've inherited all your family's wealth."

Nicholas eyes widened and he felt a chill run up his spine. This sounded too good to be true. 

"What did you just say?" He demanded, his hands shaking. 

"The Phoenix five hundred billion dollars networth, it's companies, business organisations, stocks and investment properties all belong to you."

Silence. 

Nicholas didn't say anything. He was so surprised he opened and closed his mouth. 

"Impossible!" He exclaimed. "Is this some joke?"

"This is no joke, young master," Edgar said. "Lord Fitzpatrick is dead. Before he died, he turned over the Phoenix wealth over to you in his will."

Nicholas eyes widened. "Lord Fitzpatrick... My grandfather's dead?!"

"Sadly yes, young master," Edgar replied. "You're the new Lord of the Phoenix family. Please return home quickly and be our leader."