Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 80

The next morning. On the rooftop, Benjamin was caressing the parrots that looked rather dull. “You two have become dull these days. What’s wrong? Did you eat something you shouldn’t?”

The parrots looked clueless. “Haha, don’t worry. I’ll nurse you two back to health with good food. However, there’s going to be my wedding reception soon, and I don’t want to see you two shitting on anyone’s head.” The parrots half-heartedly nodded.

Meanwhile, Delle reported to Selene that Benjamin was feeding the parrots. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Right. There’s still those things, Selena’s exposed a section of her teeth. “Killing them is easier than killing chickens, but I wanted to see him suffer as they suffer. Now, I don’t have time or energy to spare with those petty parrots. Tell Johnny to shoot those things down with a slingshot or something. Tell him I want them to suffer and die in the most pathetic way possible.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Delle didn’t like what she was hearing, but she could only keep her head lowered.

Afterward, Selena went straight to Francis’ home and slapped him for fooling around when she had given him a mission. She told him that her daughter was planning a wedding reception and she blamed him and his son for that.

While Francis had a soft spot for Selena, getting slapped by Selena in front of her assistant hurt his pride. He couldn’t last out on her, but after he left, he scolded Selena in front of his assistant who calmed him down by gently pressing his shoulders and touching him at sensible spots.

Nevertheless, he called Edward, who was busy snorting cocaine with a shirtless chick sitting by his side on the couch. “What’s up, pops?” “Edward, the fuck are you doing? Did you try anything at all regarding Sterling’s son-in-law?” “What son-in-law? Ah, wait, yeah, Rebecca’s husband, right?” Edward was smiling. “What about him?”

Francis gritted his teeth. “Listen, you little shit. Go and break that guy’s legs or cut his balls. I don’t know what you will do, but no woman would wanna marry him afterward. If you take it easy this time, I will personally inflict you with everything I told you to do to Sterling’s son-in -law!”

Edward who was rubbing some of the powder stimulant into his gums now stopped and gulped his saliva.

The call ended, but he was still sweating. “Fuck. I thought he’d take care of it, but now, he wants me to handle it?” he called Blackbear, but his call wasn’t answered. “This fucker… Fine,

I’ll take my buddies and beat the living shit out of this son-in-law myself.”

“Do you want me to accompany you?” the shirtless chick asked. “I can trap him and bring him wherever you want.”

“That’d be great,” Edward grinned. “Let’s finish him today.”

Somewhere else in the city.

After dropping Jane at a shopping mall, Donovan entered the nearby five-star hotel, and he received a message that gave the details of a room number. On his way, a random stranger gave him the key in the lift.

He reached the room and opened the door. A young girl was waiting for him on the bed. He faintly smiled before entering and locking the door.

He received a call.

“How is she?” Blackbear spoke from the other end. “She is 19 but hasn’t been with anyone

yet.”

“Looks wise, meh, but she will do,” Donovan said. “It’s not easy to find virgins, so I’m not complaining.”

“I’m glad you understand, Mr. Donovan. You have always been an important customer to us. And we’re glad you came to this city. Hope you’ll enjoy your stay here. And the gold coins you sent us were a pleasant surprise. Thank you. I won’t take any more of your time, so have fun.” The call ended.

Donovan put the mobile in his pocket and came up to the bed. “You are okay with do this, right?”

“Mm,” she hesitantly nodded. “I think I’ve seen you on television.” “Well, if you continue in this profession, you’ll be seeing a lot more familiar faces, I’m sure, but I guarantee you, I’ll engrave my image in your brain forever.” His self-boast only forced her to smile a little. He could see that she was tense, and he liked it. “What’s your name?” “Emily.”

“Sweet name. So, shall we start, Emily?” he began to unbutton his shirt before he even heard her response, but she didn’t complain. Meanwhile, in the shopping mall.

Jane was shopping for dresses for Donovan. “I want to grab a dozen shirts, but there aren’t many appealing designs in XXL size. Maybe I should contact some private designer.” If Rebecca hadn’t gotten injured, she would have asked her. But after what happened at the party, she didn’t feel like asking Rebecca to make beautiful shirt designs for Donovan.

“Jane?” a voice reached her from behind. She turned to look, and a familiar face was up for view. It was the police officer who attended the party two days prior.

“Steve,” Jane squinted her eyes. “Are you following me?”

“Of course not,” Steve looked a little embarrassed. “I came to buy a pair of clothes as well.”

“Really?

“Yeah. Trust me,” he stressed his words. “What about you?”

Jane paused a little while before speaking. “Steve, what we had only lasted a few nights because I just wanted to have fun with a police officer. That was six years ago,and you still show up at my boyfriend’s birthday party when nobody has invited you.” Steve forced out a laugh. “I’m sorry, but you should give up, for your own sake.” Steve’s expression changed. A wall of tears appeared in his eyes. “Why? Is it because I’m eight years older than you?” “No. It’s because I can’t marry an officer who’s out of the home most of the time.”

“You think Donovan won’t be busy after you get married? He’s a pro-wrestler.” “Yeah, but his career will end in a few years.” Steve frowned. “Listen, Jane. I can take good care of you. I will give you everything you want. I can love you much more than-”

Jane put her hand on his mouth. “Let me be blunt. I love sex. You can call me a sex maniac if you want. Donovan is great in bed. He can please me, but you…” she lowered her voice some more. “You couldn’t even do it three times in one night… and that’s back then. Now, you’re much older.”

Steve’s heart felt squeezed.

“I’m sorry, but we’re not a good fit. Just find someone else,” saying that she walked away. * Don’t follow me.”

Steve just stood there like a statue.

Somewhere else in the city.

A taxi arrived at a private polo club. Ashley got down from the car. After showing a card, she was allowed entrance.

A group of handsome young men were riding horses and hitting a ball with long wooden sticks. If even one of them puts some interest in her, she could earn enough to settle for life, she thought.

Soon, one of those riders came over to her. He was tall and devastatingly handsome. “You took your time, Ashley,” he said as he touched her crotch with the polo mallet

“S-Sorry, Mr. Arlo,” she hesitantly spoke as he patted her vagina with the hammer edge of the polo mallet. “Rebecca announced last night she wants to have an official wedding reception.”

“What?” he gritted his teeth. “That little bitch. I went easy with her despite knowing she was playing some stupid wife-game at home, but I was wrong. I should have treated her like I treat other bitches, right, Ashley?”

“Y-Yes, Mr. Arlo.”

“Yeah. Please tell me you mixed something in the son-in-law’s food and killed him before coming here.” Ashely’s heart shook She looked at him in shock “H-How could I do that? You only told me to keep an eye on both Rebecca and her wife.” “Of course, but you’ve gotta improvise if you want to survive in this field,” he swung the polo mallet and struck her face hard enough to make her fall. She cried out and bled, but he looked amused. “Go back and return with good news tomorrow morning, or else don’t come back at all.” And then he went back to playing polo with his friends.

Ashley was bleeding from her jaw. She got up with effort and walked away, wearing a stiff expression. “This motherfucker wants me to kill. What should I do?” she couldn’t even grit her teeth because of the pain in her jaw. “Arlo Campbell… You treat me like I’m some dog just because I came to you out of necessity. I hope you suffer more than me and die a dog’s death! No! Something much worse!”