Billionaire in law

Billionaire in law

Jumbo Ruan

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Jonathan Bailey is a son-in-law, useless, and has no job. Suddenly one day, a man came to him and told him that his father is the richest billionaire in the world, he will leave the two biggest companies to him. Jonathan Bailey decided to hide his true identity, he will make those who laughed and bullied him pay the price, he also wants to bring a good life to his wife, Rosia Noether.

Chapter 1 The son-in-law

In the lavish, luxurious mansion of the Noether family, guests were crowded and bustling, laughing and talking happily, everyone was dressed in very fancy and expensive clothes. Tonight is the 80th birthday party for the mother of the general manager of Dream Company, who is also the chairman of the board of directors of this corporation. Although she is eighty years old, Mrs. Noether is still extremely sharp and can participate in many projects of the company.

Furthermore, Mrs. Noether had not yet written a will. She has three children and many grandchildren. Therefore, there are many people who want to please her to get more benefits at the time of property division.

Tonight, relatives, friends, and children and grandchildren of Mrs. Noether come to give gifts. Mrs. Noether looked at each gift box being piled up into a mountain, the housekeeper gave her a list and the value of each gift, Mrs. Noether laughed freely, everyone in the family was happy and harmonious.

At this time, Mrs. Noether glanced down at the last row in the list, this is a gift from her niece's husband, Jonathan Bailey, its value is not even an odd number compared to the value of the gifts and other people. Mrs. Noether gritted her teeth, smiled and asked: "Jonathan Bailey, do you have any talent after all? A few months ago I heard that my niece lent you a million dollars to start a business, and yet I still haven't heard that your company has made a profit? Did you see the gift you gave me? It's trash indeed. After all, what did you do with that money?"

Jonathan Bailey scratched his head, sighed and said: "Grandma, I suspect someone is trying to harm the company. The customers that I seek are all taken by Carlos Noether. By the way, I also want to ask, after all. What are they trying to do?"

The Noethers were all amazed. They looked at Jonathan Bailey with eyes that were hard to believe. Unexpectedly, this son-in-law was so bold, daring to confront the grandson that Mrs. Noether loved the most to question. Moreover, he even dared to say that thought in front of his entire family and guests.

Carlos Noether is the first grandson of Mrs. Noether, he is extremely loved by the old woman, and people also speculate that it is possible that half of the Noether family's property will be handed over to him. Therefore, although Carlos Noether's attitude is very bossy and often bullies people, others still hold back and do not dare to provoke this person.

And who is Jonathan Bailey? Two years ago, Rosia Noether attended a Christmas party at the company, when it was past midnight when she got home, she was unexpectedly stopped by a group of robbers, intending to rape her. In the midst of that danger, Jonathan Bailey was the one who rushed to save her, he was beaten up by a group of robbers, until the police appeared, Jonathan Bailey was also seriously injured and had to go to the hospital for emergency. After knowing the story, Rosia Noether's grandfather wanted Rosia Noether to marry him, while Jonathan Bailey could not go to university, had no stable job, and had no money, he looked like a beggar.

Although Rosia Noether's parents strongly objected, Rosia Noether's grandfather insisted on giving orders, everyone had to obey his words. However, a year after the two of them were married, Mr. Noether also passed away, and since then, the Noether family has been trying to get rid of him.

During the party, the Noether family pouted their lips and pointed at Jonathan Bailey, whispering: "Look at him, he's not ashamed, despite being reprimanded by Mrs. Noether, his face is still blank. What a son-in-law, no self-respect."

Another person replied: "What's more, for the past two years, he's just been living at home, and it wasn't until a few months ago that Rosia Noether advised him to start working and start a business. But he can't study, how can he run a business?"

In fact, Jonathan Bailey did not intend to mention these things on Mrs. Noether's birthday. Just now, when Carlos Noether met him at the hall, he constantly provoked him, and whispered in his ear: "So, is your company about to go bankrupt? You think you can beat my Dream company? Don't dream."

Previously, he was only suspicious, but Carlos Noether himself admitted, Jonathan Bailey felt extremely angry. The effort he and his wife spent several months building the company, ended up being destroyed by Carlos Noether. So, after Mrs. Noether's reprimand, he took the opportunity to tell all that was going on, perhaps Mrs. Noether would kindly dissuade her grandson.

Unexpectedly, before that, Mrs. Noether was still laughing freely, as soon as he finished, her face darkened. She threw the gift box in her hand to the ground, angrily shouting: "Bastard, you don't have a good business and want to blame Carlos Noether again? Carlos Noether is the director of Dream company, he doesn't need to harm you. He doesn't even want those small customers. What a bastard."

Jonathan Bailey's wife, Rosia Noether, hurried over and explained to the old woman: "Grandma, Jonathan just misunderstood, I will explain it to him, grandma don't be angry." As she spoke, she pulled Jonathan Bailey aside.

At this time, Carlos Noether stood up, he smiled and said to everyone: "I did not expect that Jonathan Bailey would doubt and think about me like that. These things are ridiculous, how can I rob Jonathan Bailey's customers?"

Carlos Noether looked at Jonathan Bailey, frowned slightly and continued: "There is this thing I don't want to say, but maybe I should say it to whitewash myself. Jonathan Bailey's company is losing a lot, this month has not been able to pay employees' salaries. If they don't have five hundred thousand dollars to pay the debt, in a few days Jonathan Bailey's company will go bankrupt."

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