From Scorn to Sparking: The Son-in-law's Redemption

mocking scream "Loser!" The words pierced through h

ehind him, followed by Fiona's footsteps as she hurried to lock the main entrance. He tri

u should leave this house! Leave this residence!

and don't make me push you out. You're a thorn in my flesh. I detest you,

rds like a heavy burden, the hum

p of tears rolled down his cheek, he blinks his eyes and

**

fro, he was thinking of the next step of his life. Fiona and Lucas were stan

lf, but notwithstanding he was in the middle of nowhere. Just as he was about to hail a cab, a Bugatti Veyron, painted black and shiny, pulled up beside him. The driver's horn sounded, indicating

e silence in the car was broken when the driv

but his mind was telling him that yet another rich folk was t

me but he instead asked a question, pretending not to notice that he was th

s a taxi?" Romsey asked, "I got no money to pay for this ride, please"

in. Romsey had nowhere in mind. He was looking out thro

oad. He pointed to the driver immediately, directing him to stop there. "Ther

shed to the vehicle, seeing it to be a classy one. "You're welcome, sir," they greeted as Romsey stepp

I owned a ca

he things I'll do to show

was so lost in thought, that he couldn

formation back at home, but there were things he still needed to see to affirm that it was trul

s a garbage man, but sad enough Romsey was duped by his

It was written on the po

s. Baron approached the attendant there. "Hell

ven to him in exchange for the costly ring he saw in his hands. He stuck his hands into his

. Romsey," Rob

ck. She couldn't understand what it meant. "I'm

Robson replied, "That's not pos

e land phone which was placed on the table. "Hello ther

over to Robson, who

anager quickly stopped the phone and said he was coming out immediately. Romsey stood there spee

in my life," he whispered to himself

nager arrived at the sc

. the manager said lightly

smile on his face, he handed over the car

ng, sir," the manager said as

he returns with a

, thanks for y

**

news to the powerful billionair

. Among them, a one-of-a-kind car stood out, its body coated entirely in sparkling

, lined with extravagant paintings and adorned with intricate gold accents. The ceiling was a

holstered in the finest silk, with golden edges that gleamed in the soft light. The room exuded a sen