The Son-In-Law Shot To Fame Chapter 196
Son-In-Law Madness
Jennifer was a little puzzled as she looked at Lily. She was a slim lady in her late twenties, and she looked like the frivolous type.
Christian suddenly recalled something. He patted his thigh and cried out, âOh, thatâs right! I forgot to introduce you to my daughter. She is currently the general manager of the credit department at Pollerton Bank! Taking out a mortgage is fine too. You can definitely get a two-hundred-million loan!â
Jennifer did not know how to respond.
They never keep in touch, and now theyâre demanding favors. Preposterous!
âJenny, donât forget your roots. Youâre a Wilson. I even bought clothes for you when you were a kid,â
Christian began. He added earnestly, âWe have about a hundred people in our clan. Everybody basically listens to me.â
Christian had a smug look on his face when he said that.
Jennifer looked around.
It was true. Everybody looked at Christian with admiration and respect.
It was no surprise. Within the eighth branch of the Wilson family, Samuel was doing very well with a yearly income of about six million.
âIf youâre looking for a personal loan, you can come to me,â another person voiced out.
A lady in her thirties was touching up her makeup. âI know the boss of Torson Construction. He has recently won the bid too. According to my resources, heâs allocated six hundred million as start-up capital to fund the project.â
This was Yvonne Wilson, Jasonâs most beloved mistress.
âI can ask him for a favor and lend you two hundred million. The condition is⦠twenty percent of your shares and twenty percent annual interest!â
Yvonne, was very loud and decisive when it came to money matters. Others would call her a gold-
digger.
If she could close this business deal, Jason might make her his official wife.
It was indeed an exciting idea.
Torson Construction might not be the leading company in the industry, but they were still very wealthy.
Their net worth was undoubtedly at least twenty billion.
âIâm really sorry, but I canât accept your offers,â Jennifer stated.
She had a simple goal in mind. It would be great if she could borrow some funds, but she would not force it.
âThen, why on earth did you call us here?â Christian turned to her and glared. âIf you donât cooperate with me, I will make it impossible for you to get a bank loan or a personal one!â
âGranduncle Christian, thatâs too mean!â another middle-aged woman interrupted before Jennifer could say anything.
She had short hair and a delicate face. She was also wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. She seemed like a powerful woman.
She was none other as Beatrice Stern, also known as Ysabelâs mother, Jenniferâs aunt, and Lindaâs sister.
âWho gave you the right to interrupt? You widow!â Christian snapped at her. âIâm the eldest in the eighth branch of the Wilson family. I have the highest seniority. Itâs not your turn to speak!â
âYouâre using your seniority to your advantage. Thatâs shameless!â a clear voice spoke out loud. Ysabel walked in with Donald by her side.
Everybody, including Jennifer, was shocked.
âHey, isnât that Jenniferâs ex-husband? Why is he here?â Suspicion filled the room.
âYes, I know who that is. I read about him in âThe Abandoned Children Of The Campbell Clan. What a pity.â
All eyes were on Donald. Even Jennifer was staring at him.
Then, she shifted her gaze to Ysabel.
Donald remained unbothered. He did not care what other people thought of him.
Christian became furious when Ysabel pointed out that he was abusing his seniority.
He smacked his hand on the table so hard that the wine glasses toppled over. âInsolent fool! How dare you accuse me?â
Ysabel sneered, âAre you the only one allowed to bully others, old man? Does no one else have the right to voice their opinions? Is this how you act as our elder?â
âYsabel, enough!â Her mother, Beatrice, approached her with a frown on her face. She spared a glance at Donald before pulling her daughter aside.
After that, Christian announced, âItâs settled. If you need funding, you must divide half of your project to Samuel.â