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Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 81
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CHAPTER 81 Jane cto Sterling villa in the evening because Rebecca called for her.

She didn’t look to be in a good mood when she entered the room, so Rebecca asked, “You look dull. What's wrong?” “Nothing,” she said and sat on Benjamin’s bed which was again pushed away from Rebecca’s bed, but now it was only two feet apart. “Donovan leftat the shopping mall, and he didn’t return. He didn’t answer my phone call, either.” “It looks like this is the first tit happened with him.” “Yeah. This is a bad sign, right?” Jane asked.

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“Well, he’s a famous wrestler, so he’s gotta be busy at least one day of the week.” “You are right, but... Anyway, why did you call me?” “Uh,”Rebecca looked a little embarrassed. She kept scratching her cheek. “I told you about the wedding reception, didn’t 1?” “Yeah, you did, and that’s the right thing to do, or you would have lost him, trust me,” Jane sounded proud of her. “You should have done this long ago, to be honest.” “The thing is... | told him we'll have the reception after my one month recovery at the gym.” “Oh boy, how did he react?” He didn’t say anything, but | can tell he didn’t like it. “Of course, he wouldn't. You tell him, ‘let's have a reception,’ one night, and then the next day, ‘no, let's wait a month.” Are you kidding me? It would be weird if he just smiled and went along with your stupid, selfish request. Asking him to postopone having sex becuase of your injury is one thing, but what's your little injury gotta do with the reception?” “L-Little injury?” a vein bulged in Rebecca's forehead. She would have grappled with Jane if she had recovered enough.

“Of course, it is little, compared to mine,” Jane pulled a portion of hair on her head and revealed a mark on her scalp. “Did you forget?” “No, | didn’t.” A buffalo had tossed Jane over a car when Jane was in highschool. She suffered a nasty head injury and was in a comatose state for six days. Afterward, it took her a couple of years to regrow the hair at the wounded, stitched spot.

“Look here, Rebecca. You have a man who could earn enough for himself, but he stayed with you because he saw something in you,” Jane’s gaze grew serious. “If it was just your outward beauty, he wouldn't have slept in your room for months and never tried to sleep with you. Everyone cares about the gold, but no one cares about the soil it comes from. It's the swith us women. Men care about our flesh , but not the heart beneath. There are exceptions, of course, and | believe Benjamin is an exception, like how there will be those who care more about the soil than the gold.” Rebecca's expression visibly brightened, “Why do you have such a positive opinion about him when you only met him a few times?” She sat straight to appear big. “Because I'm Jane! | can tell what a man’s thinking from the number of times he blinks and stares at a woman, bwahahaha.” “Geez, you're such a show-off.” Ashley entered the room and served Jane sspicy food and sweets. Seeing the bandage on Ashely’s jaw, she asked, “What happened to your jaw? It’s quite swollen. It’s not mumps, is it?» Ashley shook her head and then stood there, but after Jane gestured to her to leave, she had to walk out.

(Benjamin's not here. When he returns hin the evening, what should | do? Arlo toldto kill him, but Arlo can go fuck himself. | can’t kill Benjamin. He’s a hardworking guy who loves his wife, and | love that about him.

He's the husband | wish | had. If only he fell for me, | would have run away with him to splace, but that’s not possible as long as Rebecca's around. He's too blinded by her beauty and charm. | should get her out of the picture permanently, and then | can have Benjamin all for myself!) She then frowned. (But how do | get rid of her from Benjamin's mind?) She cto the roofed balcony to serve Selena an afternoon drink “Where the hell are you aiming? Aim higher!” Selena was busy shouting at Johnny who kept shooting at the parrots with a slingshot. “What sort of butler are you if you can’t even hit two birds?” The parrots flew from one tree to another and kept touring the garden but didn’t leave the villa even though Johnny persistently went after them.

Selena had already tried feeding poisoned food that morning, but the parrots didn’t touch the food this time. So she had to resort to this.

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Watching Johnny, Ashley got an idea. “That's right. | could use that idiot.” She ended up speaking out loud, causing Selena’s head to turn toward her.

“What?” “N-Nothing, ma'am.” Meanwhile, in the outskirts of the city. Benjamin brought Devon, who had fallen sick, to one of his son’s houses and dropped him there and handed smoney over in the nof the Sterling family.

They thought he was a butler at the villa, and they expressed their thanks. He also gave them a warning in the nof Jacob so that they wouldn't mistreat Devon.

As he was returning, he entered through a tunnel. After going deep enough, he had to stop the car all of a sudden. Three cars were blocking the path in the front. Three more cars just arrived and blocked his rear, also.

Only the car lights provided the light in the underground tunnel. There were at least thirty of them in total, holding all sorts of weapons from baseball bats to COMETER 81 knives and knuckle dusters. The one leading them, Edward, was holding a gun. He walked to the front and shot at Benjamin's car, the red Porsche, aiming to kill the driver. He emptied all the sixteen rounds in the magazine.

“Kekeke,” he was chewing bubble gum fast and cackling.” Go and fetch his body. We'll bury it deep in the woods.

Not even foxes should find it.” “Yeah,” his friend was walking forward, but the sound of the Porsche engine revving up alerted everyone. Though they couldn't clearly see if the driver was alive or dead, they could tell that someone was definitely still in the driver's seat. “This fucker isn’t dead?” Edward frowned. “Everyone, go and kill this damned son-in-law...” before he finished his sentence, the Porsche cdashing at them with full acceleration.” This motherfucker is crazy!”