Chapter 61
Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy
CHAPTER 61 Right after massaging Nolanâs back, both with hands and with a warm towel, Benjamin went to the kitchen to oversee the breakfast preparations. After that, he got a little bit of breathing space to bathe and to eat.
Rebecca noticed a change in Benjamin. He would usually whistle while bathing, especially loudly when he was in a good mood, but he didnât whistle in over a week. But since that wasnât really a big deal in her perspective, she didnât think much about it.
Right before leaving the room, he made time to wave goodbye to Rebecca Though she didnât respond back with her voice, she was forcing herself to at least smile in return.
Benjamin walked out through the main door and readied the car for the kids. Today, the kids were late, so he had to wait.
He received a call. It was from Alfred.
âMaster, how long are you going to let them oppress you?â Alfred sounded frustrated and angry. âThey are treating you worse than a dog. When will this ridiculous game end?â
âIt may look ridiculous to you, but it lets me be close to my wife,â replied Benjamin. âIf she can love me when Iâm a useless live-in son-in-law, how much more do you think sheâll love and respect me when she knows about my family? Wonât she give me her love for a lifetime if I give her mine?â âI get that, Master, but... isnât there a better way to do this? You even went and joined the Ryeâs Pizzas of all places. What if she gets word of this and comes looking for trouble.â
âArenât you here for me?â
Alfred went silent. âThe kids are here, Alfred. Weâll talk later.â Benjamin ended the call. Devon and another butler brought their school bags and lunch boxes over to the car. While no one was looking, Devon slipped the platinum card in Lisaâs bag. Benjamin took the kids to school and went to Ryeâs Pizzas.
Meanwhile, at Samaelâs 40 million dollar duplex penthouse.
Artur just arrived to meet with Samael. Luther was also there. Artur expected Samael would get up and give him extra respect, but Samael didnât even get up from his sofa. At least, he requested Artur to take a seat.
Artur sat on the opposite sofa. The glass wall offered a magnificent view of the city from the 40th floor.
âSmoking does more harm than good for mankind,â Samael said, âbut it sure brought billions to your father.â
âI donât think pizzas deserve to be part of a manâs diet, either,â replied Artur. âIâd not recommend them even to dogs.â
ALERGI Both smiled at each other.
âSo what brought Artur Bonsbell here?â Samael raised his brows, sitting royally on his couch with one hand on his thigh. âSurely, you didnât catch your fatherâs habit of buying the top floors of every hotel he visits, or did you?â âIâm not here for your flat, Samael Mort Breaker. Iâm here to give you a proposal for selling your company to me.â Samael was genuinely surprised for a second.
âYou sure you can afford to buy my company?â âTobacco isnât the only thing Bonsbell Corp sells. We own casinos, clubs, hotels, you name it. Buying your company isnât that hard.â âMm, I bought Ryeâs pizzas for only 250 million dollars because it had only one base back then. Of course, we still have only one major base in the city, but we have 1200 in-office staff and over 31,000 delivery executives. Now we are planning to expand the company throughout the country. So Iâm afraid I wonât sell you unless you pay me anything less than 5 billion.â â5 billion?â Artur laughed out loud. âYou think your pizzas are worth that much?â
âIf they are worth nothing, you wouldnât come looking for me now, would you?â
âWell, I have my reasons for coming here, but I will praise you on one thing. No other pizza company takes orders 24/7. And I know thatâs not an easy thing to maintain.â Artur didnât want to reveal things for no reason. However, the reason he visited Samael was simple. He wanted to buy Ryeâs Pizzas and make Benjaminâs life miserable just because he wanted to get back at Rebecca for giving his invitation card back and to show her how far he would go for her, albeit in his own perverse way. âStill and all, most of your companyâs fame is built on vapor through advertisements. Your stocks are overvalued, and I hope you know that. The larger your company gets, the more it will start to underperform.â
Artur remained silent, sporting just a simple smile. â1.5 billion. Thatâs my first and last price.â Artur said. A pale woman brought fruit juice, but Artur stood and started walking. âYou have two days to decide.â After Artur and Luther left, the pale woman went to the sofa and took out a microphone that was hidden in its gaps. She crushed it between her fingers and glanced at Samael. âI think this is a good opportunity to sell this company.â âNo, itâs not the time yet.â âHow long are you going to keep waiting? Who can stop us if we act right now?â âPatience, my dear. Have some patience. I will pluck the fruit when it is perfectly ripe. Until then, letâs keep playing our roles.â At Lisaâs school. During the short break, Lisaâs friend asked for a pen. She kept checking through her bag to see if she had an extra pen, but then she found a strange-looking, eye-catching card, with the letter â
wembedded on it with diamonds.
âWow, this is so pretty.â Her friendâs eyes lit up.âAre those real diamonds?â
CHA ERO1 âI...â Lisa didnât know what to say. They sure looked like real diamonds to her. âWhich companyâs card is it? Can I have it?â her friend asked.
Lisa flipped the card, and the magnetic stripes made her wonder if it was a debit or credit card. But how did it end up in her bag?
Did Dad or Mom secretly drop it in her bag? She then remembered asking Shawn for a bugatti. (Did Dad put it in the bag? Is this his way of giving me the money? No, letâs not get ahead of myself. I should first confirm if this is a credit card or not. Itâs not Black Card, but I hope itâll help me buy a lot of things!)
Her friend plucked it out of her hand.
âHey, Sheela! Give it to me!â
âStop sweating! Iâm only gonna hold it for a minute, thatâs all.â
âNo. Give it!â after some verbal and physical to-and-fro, Lisa was able to get the card back. She put it in her pocket and patted the pocket a few times. (If this card is what I think it is, Nate will love it.)