Chapter Seventy Nine, saving the family Miller’s heart pounded as he tried to reason with the loan sharks over the phone. He could hear the menace in their voices, the underlying threat that made his blood run cold. “Listen, I just need a little more time,” he pleaded. “I’ll get you the money, I promise.”“You’ve had enough time,” one of the loan sharks growled. “We want our money, and if we don’t get it by tomorrow morning, we’ll storm into Brown’s Conglomerate and cause a scene. We’ll tell the world that a Brown owes us.”Miller’s stomach churned. The thought of the family’s name being dragged through the mud terrified him. He knew he had to act fast, but what could he do? As he watched Chris driving out of the estate, an idea struck him. He remembered the events of the evening—the First Daughter, the goddess statue. If he could get his hands on that statue and sell it, he might just have enough to pay off the debt and have some leftover. No one would suspect him, and he co
Chapter Eighty; Miller the gambler Miller drove through the dark streets, gripping the steering wheel tightly. The golden statue lay in the trunk, a heavy reminder of the risk he was taking. He knew he had to sell it quickly and pay off the loan sharks before they made good on their threats.He arrived at the meeting spot, a rundown warehouse on the outskirts of town. The area was eerily quiet, with only the sound of distant traffic breaking the silence. Miller parked his car and took a deep breath. He grabbed the bag with the statue and stepped out, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him.A man with a scar across his cheek stood by the entrance, smoking a cigarette. He looked up as Miller approached and flicked the cigarette away.“You got the statue?” the man asked, his voice rough.Miller nodded and opened the bag, revealing the golden statue. The man’s eyes widened slightly as he inspected it.“Nice piece,” he said. “Follow me.”They walked into the warehou
Chapter Eighty One; Marrying a Brown Miller stumbled out of the casino, his mind clouded with despair and regret. He couldn’t believe he had lost all the money he made from selling the golden statue. He felt like a complete failure. With no idea where to go next, he walked into the nearest bar and ordered drink after drink, trying to drown his sorrows. By the time he staggered back to the Brown estate, it was late, and the once-lively house had quieted down. His wife, Joyce, had been looking for him, her suspicions growing as she noticed his absence during most of the family get-together after the wedding reception. When she saw him enter the house, reeking of alcohol and looking utterly defeated, her concern turned to anger. “Miller, where have you been?” she demanded, her voice sharp with worry and irritation. “You missed the entire family gathering after the wedding, What’s going on?” Miller slumped into a chair, tears streaming down his face. “I… I lost all
Chapter Eighty-Two; A Old Class Mate Chris felt the day was far spent, so there was no need for him to go to work. Instead, he decided to go home directly. Meanwhile, back at the house, Eleanor had some guests: Maria, her friend from high school, had come to visit. Maria brought her daughter, who was about Stephany’s age, and her fiancé. Eleanor had heard that Maria had been visiting all their other classmates, showing off her future son-in-law, and today was Eleanor’s turn to hear Maria’s never-ending praise.Maria’s voice filled the living room as she showcased her son-in-law’s achievements. “Oh, Eleanor, you wouldn’t believe how wonderful it is to have such a capable young man in the family,” Maria said, beaming. “He’s the son of a senator, you know. Studied abroad and even bought a house for me and my family. Isn’t that just marvelous?”Maria held up a set of shiny keys, making sure everyone in the room could see them. Eleanor forced a smile, trying to remain polite, but sh
Chapter Eighty Three; The Devil Apears "Talk about the devil and he appears," Eleanor muttered under her breath as a sleek BMW S series drove right into her gates. Because the door of the living room was open, everyone could see the car from inside the living room. Maria and her family were wondering who had arrived in such a flashy car. Eleanor however, was angry, cursing in her mind. She thought Chris being here would just make them look down on her and her family even more, after all, thats’s what he’s good at. But seeing the shocked expressions on their faces, she couldn’t say anything out loud.Mark, Maria’s future son-in-law, had earlier planned with Maria to flaunt their status and belittle everyone else. He was good at showmanship, so he couldn’t resist commenting, with a sinister smile. “Wow, Steph, you’re trying to keep up with standards so much that you broke the bank to get your husband this fancy car."Stephany blushed, uncomfortable under the scrutiny. “He didn’t
Chapter Eighty Four, Diamond In Your HouseChris didn’t mind the mocking glances from Maria and Mark. He totally ignored them and dipped his hand into his pocket, bringing out the diamond jewelry necklace that he had traded the accession portion with.He handed it to Eleanor in front of everyone, saying, "Ever since I became your son-in-law two years ago, I haven’t given you any special gift. I apologize for that."When he handed over the diamond necklace, everyone gasped at the sight. By merely looking at it, one could tell it was original and worth a fortune.Maria and Mark exchanged looks of disbelief. They had a limited view of Chris and wondered where a "live-in" son-in-law could get such an expensive necklace. They almost couldn’t believe their eyes and the same goes for Eleanor and her daughter. Just then, a guest arrived. One of their old classmates, Grace, who was closer to Maria, entered. Maria had earlier invited her to come and witness how she would ridicule Eleanor
Chapter Eighty Five; Henry to the Rescue The next day, Chris woke up to an unusually quiet house. Eleanor and Stephany were not around. He glanced at the clock, it was still very early, he picked up his phone to call Stephany. When she answered, she sounded hurried.“Where are you?” Chris asked.“We're at a Preston family meeting,” she replied. “I didn’t want you to offend your kind boss by skipping work today, so I didn’t bother calling you. I thought it best for you to keep impressing him.”Chris couldn’t tell if her comment was a veiled insult or genuine concern. Nonetheless, he smiled and decided he would join the meeting later after attending to some tasks at work.As he entered his car, Chris noticed the fresh Alpine herb Shelly had given him the previous night. It looked tempting and potent. He decided to wait until he got to the office to take it, just in case there were any side effects.Once he settled into his office, Chris followed the instructions and consumed the h
Chapter Eighty Six; You are mine Stephany.After an hour, the house was filled with a palpable sense of anticipation. The front door opened, and in walked Tony Blake, flanked by a dozen bodyguards. Tony Blake was an imposing figure, standing at an impressive 6'5" with a muscular build that showcased years of rigorous training and discipline. His broad shoulders and chiseled chest gave him an intimidating presence, while his powerful arms and legs were evidence of his strength and agility. His skin was tanned, likely from countless hours spent in the sun, and his face was rugged, with sharp features and a confident, almost arrogant, expression. His dark, piercing eyes seemed to size up everyone in the room, and his short-cropped hair added to his tough, no-nonsense appearance. Tony's overall physique exuded power and dominance, making it clear why he was such a formidable force in the boxing world.He moved with the air of someone who was used to commanding attention and respect.