Wrath Of The Vengeful Son-in-law

THE THREAT

CHAPTER 3: THE THREAT

TWO WEEKS LATER« GILBERT MANSION

The family are all seated at the dining hall, the long seats filled with the Gilbert. They were all eating quietly until their grandmother broke the silence.

" Come to think of it, Florence hasn’t divorce that worthless he-goat! " They all looked up as all eyes fell on Florence and David asked; " Sis! Are you still in love with that pauper? " Florence dropped her cutleries, using it to make loud noise and everyone cleared their throats.

" I’ll prepare the documents before noon and you’ll be the one taking it to him by yourself. " Mrs. Gilbert finalized and they all continued eating.

" Like.. for real! Don’t know how to appreciate y’all for this, especially Florence… you’re the best! " He smile widely, showing her his thumbs.

" I’m always here and will forever be available to protect you, you know? " Florence replied, smiling widely.

" Is it y’all doing? " The voice they were least expecting asked and their attention all fell on the entrance. At the entrance, stood a muscular figure. His chiseled face calling in for attention, his wavy center part hair, giving him the kinky daddy vibe. His tuxedo stood hugged on his delicate body like he was built that way with it. his deep oceanic piercing blue eyes, staring blankly at his family.

Then, he proceeded, joining them on the table; " Did y’all plan that and frame him with it or what’s that all about? " He asked again, watching as the maids serve him.

" Hudson… We have to do that for your brother’s sake! " Mrs. Gilbert stated factually and Hudson ignored them as he starts eating. There was silence once again and this time, it felt uncomfortable because Hudson is in there with them. No one dares to get up. they have to remain seated till Hudson will be done.

He’s the head of the family after Mrs. Gilbert. He rules almost all the Gilbert’s companies. He’d have stayed longer on this meeting he went to but because of the news about Giovanni, he had to rush back home. He’s never for once thought his family could go this far in getting rid of Giovanni.

He looked up at Florence with a dry smile and muttered in disgust; " I thought you were different but you are just like them. What can money and fame not turn you into? " No matter how hard he try to reason the whole stuff, the thing doesn’t even feel the same. Like, in his entire life, he’s never for once thought Florence could do this to Giovanni.

The two of them have been the only ones who supports Giovanni in times of hardship and now, he can’t just stop thinking how Giovanni will be holding up.

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ACCOLADE HILLS PRISON CENTER« THE VVIP INMATE CELL

Inside the huge room is laid on the king-sized bed, Giovanni. His upper body if designated with band-aids while his lower part is covered with a short. If bruises is to be a person, he’s the perfect definition for it.

There are many stand-men in the room, guarding there as if they are all protecting a treasure that costs their life. Why wouldn’t they be overly protective? Just because they were a second late last two weeks, their young master was at his verge of losing his own life to some thugs.

The door opened and a youngster came in. He has the aura of danger oozing around him, his cold eyes staring at the innocent soul who hasn’t recovered and with him is a man in his early fifties who’s beauty is beyond the one of an old man in his age. He’s the wealthiest man in the whole of Accolade Hills, Mr. Golden Smith and the youngster with him is Addams Golden. The stand-men had their head bow in a 90-degree level and the two walk up to where Giovanni is laid.

" Who are the thugs? " Mr. Golden asked, checking his son’s brutally bruised body out. He felt daggers pierced into his heart on seeing how brutally his cherished son has been treated. His eyes turned red at the sight in his front. He was never expecting the outside world to be this wicked. If only they knew who they were dealing with.

He had lost his on in an accident that involved his wife. When the news reach him, it was his wife’s body they saw and his son was no where to be found. he kept searching secretly, not announcing the loss of his son. He didn’t want to believe he lost his only son and child but as time goes on, he came across his adoptive heir in an orphanage home where he took him in and took care of him to his own taste.

He didn’t dare stop the searching of his son and when the news of him accused of all the charges broke across the continent like wildfire, that was when he found out who he is.

The wriggling of Giovanni’s body jolt him out of his thought and he watch slowly with hint of gladness in his eyes.

" Florence… " Giovanni mumbled and Mr., Golden had to look back at Addams with a raised brow.

" Oh! Yeah… She’s the lady who claimed to be his wife on the news and also the one who stand-in as a witness that the accusations against him is true. " Mr. Golden couldn’t believe his ears on hearing that.

" Have they divorced yet? " On hearing that, Giovanni’s eyes became wide open and he looked around. Then, he asked at the verge of crying; " Where’s Florence? Please, take me to her… I want to meet her! No, she can’t do that to him, she was framed, she was threatened. She hnc… can’t. " The tears he’s been holding back for weeks finally fell off. He crouched like a baby in Addam’s embrace and Mr. Golden couldn’t help but wonder the life his son has been living out there for him to be so stupidly in love.

" Stop thinking about that snake, son… she’s not worth it! " Mr. Golden soothe, patting crying Giovanni’s head. even the stand-men on guard felt pity for their young master. Who in the hell broke the heart of this typical man? They are rare gem that isn’t easy to find and seeing him cry for a woman that betrayed him, it’s just so pitiful.

" Florence… even if it’s for the last time, let me just talk to her. We might be able to sort things out… pl.. ea. hnc.. I cannot live without her, plea.. se…" Giovanni cried harder as the memories of their good times hit him hard like karma. As if God was listening to his prayer, a warder came in with a bow and proclaimed;

" A visitor is here for you, Mr. Smith! " Mr. Golden wanted to decline the visitor but with lightening speed, Giovanni already buzzed off with the thought that it might be Florence or Hudson and true to his word, it was Florence. A forced smile settled on his lips as he approached her and with a disdainful look, Florence faced him.

She has this unexplainable expression on before, she took her time to scan Giovanni’s body with pitiful looks, then, all of a sudden, her lips curved into a smile and sardonically, she mocked; " Oh my! Oh my!! Oh my!!! Who the hell in here did you offend? Oh my God!! " She couldn’t help her laughter as she cracked up in front of Giovanni.

Giovanni who thought she came to check up on him maybe because she was framed or something found tears trickling down his cheeks as he watch the woman he’s vowed to forever love mock him.

" Florence… This is not you, if you were threatened to do this to me, I can promise you that it’s okay now… just come back to me, I’ll take care of you and make them regret it. " Florence burst out laughing loudly on hearing that and amidst laughter, she managed to ask;

" You! Make them regret? Inside this prison you’re in? Giovanni, wake up… it’s your end time and let me tell you, I’ve never for once loved you… I just had to put up with it till the right time comes and when I saw my baby brother was in danger, I had to pull you in for it. " Giovanni tears rushed out more on hearing those words. If it has to be someone else telling him this, he wouldn’t care or believe it but Florence?

" Yeah.. to not waste any time, sign this document, it’s a divorce paper. I can’t get married to the love of my life if I’m still rumored to be married to you. " She fling the paper to Giovanni’s face and like that, he slowly picked it up and tore it into pieces.

" I’m not divorcing you and even if you go ahead and get married to another man, I’ll make sure I claim you back and make you go through triple of what you’re making me go through. " With that, Giovanni took a last glance at Florence and limped out of the visitor’s room.