Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 32

“I won‘t go,” Veronica straightforwardly replied, “I told you, dad. I already have a boyfriend.” “So what? It‘s just dinner. Go and meet him first,” Jacob suggested. “Who knows? You might like him? 

“What?” Veronica‘s face warped fast, and tears soon welled up in her eyes. “You think so low of me just because I don‘t have a job, don‘t you?” 

“Fabio Romano, ” Jacob didn‘t seem to care that she was crying, “He owns over 600 theater sites across the world.” 

“So what?” 

“So what?” a vein popped in Jacob‘s forehead. “With your talent, do you think you can even own a single theater in your lifetime?” Veronica felt greatly insulted, but this wasn‘t the first time Jacob had demeaned her so much. “Jacob,” Selena tried to intervene, but he raised his finger and made her stand back Jacob gave Veronica a visiting card. “This is the visiting card of Fabio‘s son. You‘ll meet tonight at the appointed restaurant. That‘s final, if you want to keep living in my house.” Saying that he walked away. Selena tried to console her, but Veronica was trying so hard to not cry. She looked at the visiting card. “Remedeus Romano? That‘s the shittiest name I‘ve ever heard!” “It’s alright,” Selena patted her shoulder and whispered a few things that would likely piss off Remedeus. 

I do that, he‘ll hate me, right?” “Trust me, Italians hate when you burp in their faces.” “You talk as if we like getting burped in the face, Mom.” “Just do what I say. Don‘t give him the greeting kisses, and try to talk with your hands instead of your mouth. Whenever you use your mouth, try to swear on whatever you can.” “Fine! But if that doesn‘t work, I‘ll just break his head!” Meanwhile, Benjamin was exiting the villa on foot. “Walking on foot again?” the gate guard snickered at him. “Mind your business, will ya?”

his face with a mask so that only his eyes and mouth were left open. “I want to beat the shit out of that chicken myself, but in case, something

crap in his pants,” Oliver was about to run across the street and meet Benjamin, but a red van appeared out of nowhere and was about to hit Benjamin.” Watch out,” he yelled. He was too far from

Benjamin, or so it seemed for a second, making Oliver stop in his tracks and put his hands on his head in shock. The next second, he saw Benjamin still on his feet as Benjamin

tom jeans walked out, armed with metal rods and knuckle

are you doing? You should run back to the villa! They are notorious thugs who take money

his back pocket, a licual rod zoomed into his face with a whooshing sound. He effortlessly caught it with one hand, startling the thug with a rugged body. The thug tried to thrust a kick in. Benjamin deflected the attack with his own leg and struck the thug‘s face so fast and hard, he was blown off his feet. Blood gushed into the air from the broken nose. He crashed on his

it on his shoulder as he walked past the injured thug, “I‘m not in the mood to care who you are or what you want,” he swung the rod down and struck the head of the thug

rushed forth this time with wicked grins crossing their faces. “He‘s done for!” Oliver thought. A white SUV dashed past Oliver, before he could blink, it went and hit the three thugs, killing one of them and severely injuring two of them in the process. The white SUV hit the wall and stopped, but the shocking thing was that there was no driver. The other gang members of

him and his friends to help. They hid their baseball bats before coming for help. After the thugs were taken away in an ambulance, Benjamin looked at his hands that were covered

lip in little frustration. He then sent a text message to the same: ‘You