The Rich and Furious Son-in-law

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Grandma could not keep up with Ryan’s logic for a time.
“Are you kidding me, Ryan? You want me to give up my position as president of the company? Unless my head is caught in the door.” Raymond sneered.
Raymond joined the company at eighteen. It had been six or seven years now, and what he had been dreaming all along was to seize control of the company. Now grandma was working with all the relatives within Mears Corporation, fighting back to seize power at the family banquet. Why would Raymond give up such an opportunity?
“Maybe your head is really caught in the door. But we will discuss this question later. Grandma, please answer my question first. If Raymond voluntarily gives up the position of company president, then is Lumi the only person in charge of the company?” Ryan asked.
Robert frowned slightly as he stood beside Ryan.
When Ryan asked everyone to vote by show of hands just now, Robert knew Ryan would certainly not give in just like that. He knew Preston Parker very well. When he talked to Preston Parker earlier and mentioned Ryan, Preston Parker’s tone of voice was filled with deep admiration and submission.
There must be more to the relationship between Ryan and Preston Parker than met the eyes.
There must be something unknown about Ryan. But neither could Robert understand why Ryan was harping on Lumi and Raymond about the succession.
It unnerved the grandma, too, when Ryan repeatedly made an issue of the two heirs, and the choice of either. But since things had come to this stage, Grandma found herself bound to answer the question.
“Of course. There are only four children in the third generation of the Mears family. If Raymond can’t serve as the president, then it will be natural to appoint Lumi. But this is not going to happen.” Grandma had been biased towards Raymond since he was a child. Even if Raymond was a nonstarter, Grandma was determined to make him the president of the company.
Grandma, Raymond, and Anthony had been planning for today for three years. They were now just one step away from success. So no way they were going to give up.
“Very well.” Ryan let out an evil smile as he took out his cell phone.
Raymond waved his hand impatiently, motioning everyone to put their hands down. “All right, Ryan. Stop the fuss. Lumi, sign the letter quickly as everyone can’t wait.”
Lumi turned her head and looked at Ryan, indignation filling her eyes. Although Grandpa had transferred thirty percent of the shares to her, if all the relatives united against her, she would still be at a disadvantage even if a shareholders’ meeting was held.
Ryan clasped her hand in his. “Don’t worry, Lumi. I will handle it.”
He gestured with his finger. “Come here, Raymond. I have some stuff to show you.”
Raymond looked at him with caution. “What else do you want to do, Ryan? Everyone has voted with a show of hands, so just give up.”
Ryan’s mouth twitched. “Are you not coming over? Fine. Don’t regret it later. Two years ago, on August 13, in the alley of No. 89, Southwest Majestic Garden, three o’clock in the afternoon—”
Raymond’s expression changed when Ryan was halfway speaking, his lips trembling. “Shut up, Ryan! What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Of course you know what I’m talking about, don’t you? Are you sure you don’t want to come over? Or do you want me to continue talking?” Ryan waved his cell phone in his hand. Just as he was about to continue, Raymond trotted towards him.
He let go of Lumi and gave her an assuring look before walking to the corner of the wall with Raymond.
Raymond grabbed him by the collar, looking furious. “Mind what you say, Ryan. Or else, you will not live to see another day.”
Of course, Raymond knew what happened in the alleys of Southwest Majestic Garden two years ago. He had cleaned up the matter but was still haunted by nightmares many nights.
Ryan was nonchalant, even though Raymond held him by his collar. “Are you threatening me? It won’t work on me. Come on, calm down, let’s take a look at your wonderful photos.”
While speaking, he turned on the cell phone, the screen of which showed the things that Archer had sent him.
It was a few photos of Raymond and a few young men tearing a girl’s dress and pressed her to the ground. Some photos that caught them in the act were too inappropriate to show in public.
Looking at these photos, Raymond trembled with a hint of panic in his eyes. “No… That’s impossible! Where did you get these photos from? Y-Y-You set me up?”
Ryan pushed Raymond’s hands away. “On August 13, you and three of your mates forced yourselves on a girl in an alley. After you left, you were afraid that things would be exposed, so you asked Kukri to arrange a car accident for the girl. After that, your conscience judged you. You donated to the girl’s parents anonymously every year. Would you like me to elaborate more?”
Archer’s investigation was very thorough. He even found where the girl’s hometown was, the house number, and the cell phone numbers of the girl’s parents.
“I-I-Impossible! You—” Raymond looked at him, almost going weak at the knees. Raymond could not understand; he had tied up every loose end. But why could Ryan still get such damning evidence after two years?
Ryan tucked away his cell. “Nothing is impossible. What is done by night appears by day. Raymond, you have committed rape and murder. If this evidence goes out, you will spend the rest of your life…” He let the words hang.
As much as Raymond was a wimp, he was still a direct descendant of the Mears family. He understood some basic principles.
“What do you want?” He knew Ryan must have something to ask of him by showing him this stuff.
Ryan let out a wicked smile. “It’s very simple. Let your head be caught in the door.”
Raymond was taken aback. “Let my head be caught in the door?” After thinking for two seconds, he finally put two and two together. “Ryan, you mean you want me to give up the position of president?” He had said that before that he would not give up that position unless his head was caught in the door.
“Smart. I think you should know which one to choose.” Ryan dug his hands into his pockets, looking cool, calm, and collected.
With this damning evidence in Ryan’s hands, there was no need for him to say anything more. Raymond knew which side his bread was buttered on.
There was a hint of internal struggle in Raymond’s eyes. “Don’t force me, Ryan. You should know, once I have taken control of the company today, I can spend ten million dollars to make you disappear. Give me the phone, and I will pretend nothing has happened.”
Mears Corporation was worth several hundred million dollars. It was hard for Raymond to let go, just like that.
Would Ryan be intimidated by Raymond?
Impossible.
“Fine. If you are not afraid of death, you can try me.” Ryan let out a faint smile. “You have three seconds to decide if you want to tell Grandma that you will give up the position of president and sincerely recommend Lumi. Otherwise, I don’t mind making this evidence public.”
There was a pause, but he did not give Raymond time to think, as he had started counting.
“Three.”
“Two.”
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