The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 22

Skylar pursed her lips in disdain when someone mentioned Donald. “Is your sister is blind or something? How can she fall in love with someone like Donald and even register for a marriage certificate with him?”

Kevin answered, “Let's not talk about it anymore. He's a piece of worthless trash!”

“That's true. Oh, whatever. We should hurry and pay back the money so that we can leave. Our recent luck has been so freaking bad.” Skylar spoke in distress as they had lost three hundred thousand in each match. That one night cost them almost three million.

“As long as my sister marries Harrison, he'll undoubtedly pay for our losses. To him, three million is nothing. He'll help us even if we racked up a loss that's worth ten million,” Kevin exclaimed.

Meanwhile, Jennifer got off a taxi in front of Pollerton Pharma. She took a deep breath while looking at the tall, thirty-three-floor building before her. Then, she dialed Harrison's number.

“Jenny, what's up? Why did you suddenly call me?” Harrison's gentle voice spoke through the phone. One could easily guess that he was delighted and anxious upon receiving Jennifer's call.

“I need to borrow one million from you. Something happened to Kev,” Jennifer answered in a low voice.

A silence ensued before Harrison finally answered, “Where are you now? Let's meet up to discuss the details.”

“I'm in front of Pollerton Pharma.”

Excitement coursed through Harrison upon hearing that. He then responded, “Okay. Could you wait for me there? I'll come over to pick you up now.”

“Okay,” Jennifer agreed after a short moment of hesitation.

It was not long before Harrison exited the building and noticed Jennifer. Infatuation flashed in his eyes as he ogled her.

Jennifer donned a slim-fitting white top

that successfully accentuated her slim waist and a pair of skinny jeans, revealing her long, alluring legs.

An air of elegance and gentleness emitted from her.

“Jenny,” Harrison called out while gazing at her intently. At that moment, his lust for her overwhelmed his senses.

Although Donald had never slept with Jennifer, she was still married to him and was legally his wife.

Harrison got excited when that thought struck him as he enjoyed getting involved in intense and complicated entanglements.

He suggested, “Jenny, why don't we talk in my office?”

After a moment of contemplation, Jennifer nodded to agree. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She soon sat on a couch when they reached Harrison's office. Then, the latter handed her a cup of coffee before sitting beside her.

Jennifer was so nervous that she shifted to create some space between her and

Harrison.

That did not offend Harrison. Instead, he flashed her an amused smile and asked, “What's the matter?”

A frown crept up to his face the next second when Jennifer briefly recounted what had happened to Kevin.

Harrison knew about Blade Alliance; The head of their organization was Mark White, who was infamous for being a brute. Garrett had even warned Harrison countless times not to have any ties with Blade Alliance.

“One million is not a big deal. However, it won't be easy for me to retrieve Kevin and his friend,” Harrison stated.

Jennifer's expression quickly soured.

Harrison continued smilingly, “Jenny, I'm not sure if I should tell you something.”

“Go ahead.”

Harrison sized the woman up before fixing his gaze on her delicate face. Then, he stifled a sigh at the thought of her being in love with Donald.

“One million in addition to six hundred thousand... How many years will it take you to earn that sum and repay me?” he cast a suggestive look as he spoke.

Jennifer froze, lowered her head, and muttered, “I swear I'll return the money to you. In five, or maybe ten years, I'll be able to give it all back. At the same time, I'll pay you interest according to the market price.”

Harrison chuckled. “Need I remind you that Donald doesn't have a job now? Plus, Kevin is marrying a girl soon, and you need to take care of your parents. Considering your annual salary is about 100

thousand, it will take many more years before you can pay back the sum you owe me.”

A moment passed before Jennifer replied, “Okay, I see. Thank you for your time.”

She was about to get up from her seat to leave.

However, Harrison sat closer to her and suggested in a gentle voice, “There are other ways for you to repay me that won't involve money.”

That perplexed Jennifer. Her brows furrowed as she stared at Harrison, who gazed at her intensely.

He elaborated, “I don't need you to divorce Donald. Instead, all you have to do is accompany me at times. Drop by my place whenever you receive a call from me, and I'll pay you a fifty thousand monthly allowance. Does that sound good to you?”

With that said, he was about to put his arm around Jennifer's waist.

Jennifer's expression drastically paled at that. Her body trembled as she stood, distanced herself, and clarified, “I see you as a friend, Harrison, nothing more. Besides, I'm a married woman. Please show some respect to me.”

It was then that Harrison finally exposed his real intention. “I don't mind. In fact, the thought of sleeping with someone else's woman excites me.

He knew well of her circumstances;

Jennifer's parents could not give her the help she needed, and her brother, Kevin, was a hopeless and incompetent fool. Then there was Kevin's soon-to-be wife, Skylar, who was a money-hungry woman.

Thus, there was no doubt the one million and six hundred thousand debt would be a massive burden to her family.

Tears and redness appeared in Jennifer's as she felt humiliated by Harrison's words. Despite her trembling voice, she expressed, “Harrison, thank you for your offer, but I won't accept it. I'll return your six hundred thousand as soon as possible.”

As she finished, she pulled open the door and was about to leave Harrison's office.

Still ogling her slender figure, Harrison reminded, “Do not forget that your brother Kevin is still with Blade Alliance. He might lose his hand if you fail to gather one million in three days.”

Jennifer's face became as pale as a ghost, and even her bones trembled with disgust.

“I can rescue him. All it takes is a phone call from me, and he'll be free. But whether I do that depends on your decision now.” Harrison patted the couch before continuing, “I hear your virginity is still intact. So, why don't we-”

Bang!

Jennifer flung the door open and stormed out of the room before he could finish his sentence.

A sarcastic scoff came from Harrison before he sipped on his coffee, unbothered by how he had offended her.

He did not notice that his words and actions were recorded and sent to Donald.

Elsewhere, Donald had a frosty expression the moment he received the video.

“Lord Campbell, shall I get rid of Harrison?” Bradley Brown, one of Donald's most competent subordinates, seethed. At the same time, he mused, “Does Harrison have a death wish? How dare

he try to take advantage of Lord Campbell's wife?”

“I'll do it myself.” Donald drove to Blade Alliance in a hurry while adding, “Also, get a subordinate to join me at Blade Alliance. I'll retrieve the two idiots in 10 minutes.”

“Shall I send Tyson over?” Bradley inquired gingerly.

Tyson Quirk, also known as Tiger, was the head of an organization named Mount Sea Sect that operated similarly to Blade Alliance. However, Mount Sea Sect was inferior to Blade Alliance, so they had always steered clear of the latter organization and its owner, Mark.

“I'm leaving the decision to you.” Donald ended the call.

In the car, his darkened expression was so terrifying that no one knew what murderous intent he had in his mind.

Kevin and Skylar, who had just paid back one million, sat anxiously in the guest's room.

Blade Alliance was not easy to deal with. Although Kevin and Skylar had paid back the money, it seemed like the organization was not planning to let the two leave anytime soon.

“I hope Harrison helps us out. If not, it seems impossible for us to get out of here,” Skylar said.

Kevin was confident in saying, “Don't worry. Harrison won't leave us to suffer

here.”

After a while, the previously ill-mannered butler entered the room and said respectfully, “Things would have been a lot easier if you had told us that you're acquaintances with Mr. Qu-”

“We are indeed close with him.” Kevin cleared his throat while wearing a cocky smile, thinking that the butler meant to say “Mr. Queen,” Harrison's last name.

On the other hand, the butler misread the situation and assumed that Kevin was a close associate of Tyson, whose last name was “Mr. Quirk.” He bowed and said, “I'm sorry if I offended you earlier.”

A smug look crept up Kevin's face. He then strode out of the building with Skylar while saying, “See? Harrison is indeed a capable man.

It was then that a Bentley Continental pulled over before him just as he and Skylar left the building. The car window rolled down to reveal Donald, who coldly instructed, “Get in.”