Unlimited Son-In-Law

Chapter 23

Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 23

Immediately Kevin turned with eyes wide open and stared at Donald in disbelief. “Wow, a Bentley Continental GT costs more than six million. Did you win the lottery or something?”

Skylar touched the side of the car reverently, envy blazing in her eyes.

“Get in,” Donald repeated with a frown.

Kevin hurriedly opened the door to the passenger seat and slid in, his fingertips grazing every detail of the vehicle’s plush interior as he made awed noises.

“Keep your hands to yourself. The money you lost is nearly sufficient to purchase this car,” Donald ordered in a deadpanned voice.

That made Kevin stiffen at once. “I wasn’t the only one who lost the money…

Donald didn’t respond.

“How did you get this car?” Skylar piped up.

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Kevin pouted. “Who would be so rich to lend you a luxury car?”

“Lana Collins,” Donald replied.

Upon hearing that, Skylar’s eyes rounded with shock. “What’s your relationship with her? Why would she loan this car to you?”

“I’m her bodyguard.”

Skylar promptly lost interest after hearing that nugget of information and sagged in her seat. A look of distaste showed on her face as she snidely commented, “So you’re a bodyguard now?”

isn’t there nothing left between you and Jennifer? Why don’t you let her go? If you love her, you should do free her from your marriage. She

inscrutable glance

Kevin felt chills run down his spine as he stopped talking altogether. What’s with Donald? He’s devoid of emotions like a

added, “It’s not a good idea to make comparisons. After all, Harrison is the heir to Pollerton Pharma

a million without even asking me why I needed the money. See how generous he is? How can you compare to

word from you, and I’ll kick

a condescending chuckle and started taking selfies with her phone. Then, she typed up a message that read, Harry, thank you for today. We should

several rounds of filters was attached before

pocket chirped with an incoming notification, and

as she eyed him warily. Suspicion flashed across her mind for a second before she

Jennifer on her knees, her eyes red and

of the car and handed her a tissue while soothing her, “Everything’s okay now.

her face against his chest. “Why am I being

and snot ran down her face as she

his fingers through the silky strands. “It’s all over

Kevin stepped out of the car at that moment and supplied, “How else? Of course it was with Harrison’s help. He helped us pay a million and

and aggressive Jerald was with me. When Harrison rescued us, Jerald immediately improved his behavior and bowed to me. Let me tell you. That

had to rely on someone capable for help in that critical moment. It seems some people

head to look at the former, guilt about Harrison creeping up on her. Despite how she had treated him,

a short text

offering a single comment. He had already decided to obliterate Pollerton Pharma today to

was Donald’s Achilles’

She then peered over Donald’s shoulder and saw the sleek car behind him.

can afford such a car?” Kevin said’ with a contemptuous

though, as Lana’s bodyguard. So, his monthly pay should increase.” A cynical, mocking tone

brows knitted as she lifted her gaze back to Donald.

her

At that moment, Jennifer’s heart sank. She didn’t like any form of association between her husband and Lana. Lana has given Donald a million for saving her, and now she’s offering him a position as her

bodyguard. What will happen in the future if they start spending more time together?

“Can you resign?” Jennifer asked, her frown deepening.

Who wouldn’t wish to see their husband succeed and make a name for themselves? Although Donald’s not wealthy, he still leads a relatively comfortable life. Still, it’s not good for his image if he works as a bodyguard for another woman. If everyone finds out that he’s working as a bodyguard, he’ll become a laughingstock!

Donald replied, “Didn’t you want me to get a stable job?”

“Well, I didn’t say you had to be a bodyguard. If people find out about it…” she trailed off.

“It would be embarrassing?” He finished with a derisive sneer.

“I’m not discriminating against the job. It’s just that you’re too ambitious to work as a bodyguard,” she explained.

Donald’s lips twisted into a sardonic smile. “How about this? We’ll go with this job for now and table this discussion for the future.”

Jennifer’s anger skyrocketed. Her husband’s flippant mindset and lack of ambition grated on her nerves.

She liked him for his stable outlook on life and steely resolve. However, disappointment swamped her that life’s trials seemed to have bent and strained his backbone of steel.

“I’m tired. Let’s go home.” She released a long sigh and turned, walking in the opposite direction and raising her hand to hail a cab.

Kevin’s smug gaze flitted to Donald as he went after her.

“I suggest you start making plans to divorce Jennifer.” Skylar tipped her chin at him before turning to leave.

Donald watched their retreating backs and swiveled on his heels to face the skyscraper, something dangerous flickering in the depths of his eyes.

When he was about to decimate Pollerton Pharma, his burner phone rang with a call. Bradley’s voice reported from the other end of the line, “Lord Campbell, we’ve received a task from Chiliad Avion.”

Donald stilled. He squeezed his eyes shut, inhaling a deep and centering breath. When he opened his eyes again, they were cold and blank.

This call was a turning point that marked the last moments where his life was still peaceful.