The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray Chapter 22
Advertisement
Chapter 22: She’s My Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Karen didn’t expect that Lucas could really take out so much money on the spot. She stepped forward, grabbed the stack of bills, and took a few of them out while muttering, “Where did this good-for-nothing get so much money? Surely they can’t be fake, right…”
After realizing there were no issues with the bills, she looked at Lucas in bewilderment again. “Where did you get the money? I saw you take it out from the car. You didn’t take Charlotte’s money, did you?”
Charlotte obviously didn’t dare to let her mother continue and frantically pushed Karen. “Enough, Mom. This money does belong to him. Since you’ve received the money, why do you care where it comes from? I’m hungry. Go make dinner quickly.”
Having received fifteen thousand dollars for no reason, Karen entered the house in a wishy-washy fashion.
Cheyenne breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lucas, who was holding the joyous Amelia and looking at her with a gentle and expectant gaze. Not knowing what expression to make, she led Lucas upstairs with a solemn expression.
She decided to let Lucas stay at her home entirely for the sake of her daughter.
Soon, Amelia’s gleeful giggling came from the room upstairs.
Karen was whipping a spatula around and making loud, clanking sounds. “She’s so noisy. I really don’t know what’s good about that father of hers. She just loves sticking to him.”
That night, Amelia clamored to go to bed in Lucas’s arms. Being no match for her daughter, Cheyenne had no choice but to place an extra mattress for Lucas in her room.
However, Cheyenne was full of frustration and couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. She was not just vexed about the Stardust Corporation but also about Lucas.
Advertisement
Holding his fast asleep daughter and listening quietly to Cheyenne’s breathing near him, Lucas felt his heart ache.
The two of them each had their own thoughts and couldn’t fall asleep for a long time.
The next morning, Lucas got up and went out to call Davis.
At this moment, it was only past six in the morning, and Davis was feeling frustrated because the ringing of his cell phone was disturbing his sleep. When he saw the caller ID, he immediately shuddered and sat up in shock. “Good morning, Mr. Gray.”
“How are the negotiations going with the potential partners of the Stardust Corporation?” Lucas asked calmly.
Davis didn’t expect Lucas to call him bright early in the morning to ask about work. He frantically answered, “There are many companies that want to cooperate with us, such as…”
“Is there anyone from the Carter family?” Lucas interjected.
“The Carters? Oh, yes, yes. A Cheyenne Carter came several times yesterday afternoon, but I haven’t met her yet. After all, the Carters’ company is small and not qualified to cooperate with us.”
After a moment of silence, Lucas said tersely, “Cheyenne Carter is my wife.”
Davis could sense the penetrative chilliness in Lucas’s voice over the phone! He immediately panicked and apologized in fear, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Chairman! I didn’t know about that. I’m really sorry. The Carters…”
“Add them to the list. Send them a contract later, but don’t reveal my identity.”
“Yes, Chairman!”
After Lucas hung up the phone, Karen happened to be going out to get milk while stifling a yawn. When she saw Lucas, she immediately questioned with animosity, “What are you doing loitering at the door early in the morning? Are you a thief?”
Lucas didn’t bother with her and helped carry the milk into the house.
Advertisement
After breakfast, Lucas accompanied Cheyenne to send Amelia to the kindergarten and then accompanied her to the Brilliance Corporation.
Cheyenne wanted to refuse because the Carters hated Lucas, and he would only be berated by them if he accompanied her to work. However, Lucas insisted. After staring at him for a long time, Cheyenne had no choice but to give in. She said dejectedly, “Suit yourself.”
When the two arrived at the Brilliance Corporation, Bryce was sitting in the conference room and listening to the loud chatter. Of course, they were gossiping and laughing about Cheyenne, whom he had always disliked.
“Ah, some of you have no idea that some people just like blowing their trumpets even though they’re actually incompetent. Cheyenne Carter made several trips to the Stardust Corporation yesterday, but she didn’t even get to see the general manager. I saw her standing there for a long time on the verge of tears. It’s such a shame she couldn’t even get into the office!”
“Haha, does she think she’s still the former chairman of the Brilliance Corporation? She’s now just a low-level manager. The Stardust Corporation won’t be impressed with her. However, it might work if she tries to make use of her good looks and sells her body. After all, she’s quite the beauty!”
“Hahahaha, that’s right. But unfortunately, that good-for-nothing got away with her…”
Bang!
The door of the conference room was kicked open and slammed against the wall with a loud bang, giving everyone in the room a great shock.
Cheyenne was standing outside the door with a pale face while Lucas stood beside her, his expression cold and menacing.
“What are you doing?! How dare you throw a fit at the Carters’ company?!”
Lucas glared at the people in the conference room and was just about to give them a warning, but Cheyenne pulled him back. “Enough. Don’t cause a stir here.”
Lucas took a deep breath and didn’t say anything.
Seeing that Lucas was ‘chickening out,’ Bryce and the others were about to sneer and mock him, but a senior executive hurriedly walked over.
“The chairman is here with Mr. Wilson. Hurry up and prepare all the documents and contracts. Don’t make any mistakes!”
On the other side of the corridor, Dominic Carter was walking over with a middle-aged bespectacled man. “Mr. Wilson, I haven’t congratulated you on inheriting your father’s legacy. You’re young and promising! Regarding our cooperation…”
Before he finished, the bespectacled man interrupted him and pointed at Lucas, who was standing near the door. Gritting his teeth, he hollered, “It’s you?!”
Advertisement
- In Serial9 Chapters
The Chronicle of Karl: Industrialization of Rohrkadia
Rohrkadia Peninsula centuries ago was the center of human civilization in the southern hemisphere. But after the absence of war for 5 decades, the population rose to a level where the supply of food couldn’t keep up with the entire demand. In the era of Great Famine, millions of people died because of starvation. Meanwhile, Carl Sanders a 75 years old Hardcore capitalist, Engineer and Army Veteran died in his home in Baltimore and woke up in a body of an orphan boy named Karl son of Xander. At first, he was confused but then he remembered one of the quotes he often heard in his previous lifetime: ‘Once an entrepreneur, always an entrepreneur’You can visit my blog for the maps, glossary, and faster chapter release.Blog: https://arquestories.wordpress.com/
8 129 - In Serial9 Chapters
Seekers of the Uncharted
Earth has long fallen in the hands of the Beyonders, a humanoid race claiming to have conquered the whole universe. Born with the curse of looking like the colonizer, Eiron will survive in a world rejecting him. After joining a suspicious Beyonder, he travels across the universe while learning a mysterious genic tampering technique. Follow him as he sets off on his journey to somewhere unknown but at the same time so longed…somewhere he’ll finally find his place. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover.
8 105 - In Serial12 Chapters
While The Parents Are Away
I just thought it'd be cool if we got to see the children of the Gaang go on an adventure together. We have Linzin pre-canon, and of course lots of family feels... The adults still make an appearance here and there.
8 163 - In Serial483 Chapters
Travels along the Astral Road
The words in these scrolls depict the path of Bai Qi, the greatest scholar of his time after he was forced to leave his life, achievements, and even body behind to save himself. Assuming the persona of Wu Guang, he will have to start his cultivation from zero on the weakest area of the lowest plane possible. How, when, and at what cost he will reach his previous strength? Will he surpass it? Or fall along the way? A mix of XianXia and XuanHuan with slight touches of western fantasy.The first book will center more on explaining qi, cultivation, and other elements of the genres - so if you are searching for some constant battle action, the start may be a bit slow.The second one will go on a probably OP trope, with the MC being simply too good for his environment.Plans are to write at least seven-eight "books" (About 120 chapters per book). Currently, the chapters being uploaded are part of the 5th book.The current schedule is at least one chapter every "Wednesday" (could be a day earlier or later, sorry, my times are strange atm), plus up to two chapters each week if I am able to. [Participant in the Royal Road Writathon Challenge], always. Completed Challenge, x2Waiting for the next one!
8 259 - In Serial13 Chapters
RE:Hero
Many lifetimes ago, Roy had been offered a choice after his passing: to make a deal with a Goddess where he would help her save countless worlds from certain doom in exchange for immortality. Fearing death and the unknown that lay beyond, he took the opportunity to be sent into realms of fantasy, sometimes succeeding in his mission, other times failing, trapped in a cycle of starting from the beginning over and over again. Each reincarnation left him a little more broken, and eventually, he found himself sent to worlds where there was no great evil to fight. No doomsday looming on the horizon. Yet he still prepared himself for the worst each and every time, until he finally broke and gave up, only to find the Goddess did not allow slacking in the sacred duty he had been tasked with. Now, he seeks to free himself from his bonds. How many more worlds will he need to traverse to find the power to end the cycle? Join me on my brand new community discord server: https://discord.gg/HDWXyRVQAQ
8 201 - In Serial60 Chapters
Rimward Bound
Every citizen of the sky-cities of His Majesty's Star-Empire knows that a ship, both sky- and star-, is more then just a few bits of metal. It is the grand sum of it's hull and the crew that sail it. 'Hulls of battle-steel and men to match!' That's what the Navy's recruitment poster's claim at least. Every sailor knows that there is one more component that the city-bound folk ignore at their own peril: the soul of the ship. That it takes both man and hull to make a true ship, and that neither alone serve well or for long. In 8225 Lord Jeffrye Saltonstall the Fourth, Political Lord of the Surveyor's Corps, demands semi-automated ships to 'reduce the loss of life among our brave crews', manages to convince the other politicians and bureaucrats to fund them, and gets the Office of Ship Construction to sign off on the ships as structurally sound. Dockyard workers shake their heads at the ships, muttering that they are cursed from birth, even as construction drags on. In 8230 the Explorer, first of her class, is launched. She sets out in 8233 to great fanfare on a trip expected to last six months. Neither she nor her twelve-person crew is ever heard from again. By 8235, the remaining seven Explorers are are commissioned. Lord Saltonstall managed to find crews for six of them but at the cost of mass resignations. The Night Horse, last of the Explorer class, sat in reserve as her sister-ships served well enough despite ill luck and misfortune. The Office of Ship Construction quietly issues notice that no more semi-automated ships are to be built and that all active Semi-automated ships are to be quietly retired and broken up for scrap over the next ten years. The Night Horse, sitting in reserve, is missed due to bureaucratic oversight. In 8250 Lord Ayland Wynstryngham the Eighth assumes the office of Political Lord of the Surveyor's Corps. His first act is to issue notice that no ship is to be without crew nor sit in dock or reserve for longer then required for maintenance and upkeep. The Night Horse, all but forgotten, is quietly brought back into active service. Recruiting a crew for her proves another matter entirely. What poor or desperate fool would willingly sign on to crew, much less command, a cursed ship and spend months or years in deep space? Well, you would, of course. Where else is a kid from the gutters going to find that kind of freedom in the service of His Majesty? A [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] 2021. Warnings: Second person is used in this work. Semi-Polished draft: Posted chapters are subject to revision as needed as things progress. Mild Profanity on occasion.
8 57

