The Amazing Son In Law Chapter 78

When Elaine learned that Charlie was given a bracelet by someone worth five or six million, her eyes sparked with excitement.

“Bracelet? Where is it? Show it to me!”

Charlie felt a rush of caution but replied, “Mom, the bracelet is in the bedroom, but I plan to return it.”

“Return it?” Elaine frowned in disbelief. “Are you out of your mind? Returning something valued at five or six million?”

Charlie explained, “I only helped him a little and he gifted me this valuable item. It doesn’t feel right to keep it.”

“What feels right or wrong?” Elaine exclaimed. “If he dares to give it to us, we should accept it! Where’s the bracelet? If you don’t want it, I’ll take it!”

Charlie recognized his mother-in-law’s ulterior motives. He had intended to give the bracelet to Claire, but hadn’t found the right moment to mention it, so he put it aside for now.

To his surprise, his father-in-law was quick to point it out. It wasn’t that Charlie was hesitant to keep a multi-million-dollar bracelet, he has nearly 10 billion in his bank account, so spending that much on a bracelet was trivial.

However, he believed his mother-in-law didn’t deserve to wear something so expensive. With her bossy demeanor and petty bourgeois tendencies, she would be more suited with a bracelet worth twenty or thirty thousand dollars.

Elaine, however, would not let this opportunity slip by. How prestigious it would be to wear a bracelet worth five or six million dollars! She pressed him repeatedly, “Where is the bracelet? Bring it out and let me see!”

Claire, sitting next to him, knew that once the bracelet was in her mother’s hands, it would never be returned. So she chimed in, “Mom, since it’s something Charlie plans to return, we should avoid taking it out. If it gets damaged, it’s going to be hard to explain.”

“Are you really going to return it?” Elaine asked, anxiously standing up. “Have you lost your mind?”

Anticipating her mother’s frustration, Claire asserted firmly, “Mom, let’s not discuss this anymore. I’ve talked it over with Charlie and that’s that.”

Elaine recognized Claire’s resolve. If Claire insisted on returning it, she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop her.

Thinking about giving up millions in gifts made her burst into tears, crying, “It’s bad enough to have an unambitious son-in-law, but my daughter and I are supposed to be on the same side! I might as well just give up!”

Claire consoled her by offering her a piece of meat, saying, “Okay, Mom, I’ll buy you a bracelet in the future.”

“You better keep your word!”

……

On auction day.

Having left his room, Charlie came to the living room early in the morning to find Jacob already waiting anxiously. As soon as he spotted Charlie, he enthusiastically called out, “Charlie, let’s hurry up. We can’t be late!”

Knowing they would attend the auction, Jacob had hardly slept the previous night and had been eagerly waiting for Charlie to emerge.

The Treasure Pavilion is a cultural and art association formed by a group of enthusiasts in Aurous Hill City, headquartered in a picturesque manor out in the suburbs.

The president of the association boasts significant influence; it is said that he is a real estate mogul in the province with a passion for culture and art. He invested a staggering 100 million dollars and gathered like-minded businesspeople to establish the “Treasure Pavilion.”

After parking their car at the entrance of Treasure Pavilion Manor, Charlie and Jacob alighted and took in their surroundings.

The serene and elegant scenery was a sight to behold, with an air of exclusivity. All the vehicles parked outside were luxury models, with the least expensive being Porsches.

In contrast, Charlie’s BMW 5 Series looked out of place, akin to a pheasant among a group of phoenixes.

Jacob exited the car and walked toward the entrance. He was brimming with excitement, as this was his first time attending an event of such high caliber. He couldn’t help but marvel at everything around him, though he still felt a little intimidated.

At the venue entrance, Jacob nervously presented the invitation letter. He was apprehensive, wondering whether the two invitations Charlie obtained were even legitimate.

However, the security guard at the door quickly verified their invitations and said with respect, “Please come in, gentlemen!”

Jacob felt a wave of relief as he stepped inside with Charlie.

As they entered the venue, Harold sauntered in, dressed sharply and exuding confidence.

Upon entering, Harold’s expression shifted to one of shock and annoyance.

Charlie and Jacob were here too!

What were these two losers, an old man and a young one doing here? The entire Wilson family had received only one invitation, which Harold possessed. Did they think they could come in?

Recalling how Charlie had previously embarrassed him, Harold approached them angrily and shouted, “Charlie, how did you get in? Do you even know where you are?”

Hearing Harold’s loud voice made Charlie frown.

Jacob, spotting Harold, smirked and said, “Hey Harold, you’re here too!”

Not only did Harold look down on Charlie, but he held the same disdain for Jacob, his second uncle. He frowned and demanded, “What are you doing here? Do you have an invitation?”

“Absolutely!” Jacob replied confidently.

Harold asked, irritation evident in his tone, “How could you two possibly get an invitation? Where did it come from?”

Charlie calmly replied, “Harold, where our invitation comes from isn’t any of your concern.”

Harold scoffed, “How could you two losers receive an invitation from the Moore family? You must have stolen it to sneak in!”

“You’re ridiculous.” Charlie dismissed him, turning away without further comment.

Harold’s anger flared at being ignored.

To him, Charlie was just a pathetic coward who had no standing in the Wilson family. He was merely a lowly individual!

The fact that Charlie could attend the Treasure Pavilion humiliated Harold further!

Why is a low-class person who lives off others standing here next to him?

With a glare, Harold pointed at Charlie and demanded, “Tell me how you two managed to get in.”

Charlie frowned and urged Jacob, “Dad, let’s ignore this fool and keep moving.”

“Stop!” Harold barked, stepping in front of them deliberately, his tone confrontational. “You think you can just walk away? You must have used underhanded tactics to gain entry! You don’t belong at an event like this! Show me your invitations!”

Charlie’s frustration grew. He had tolerated enough. He couldn’t let Harold continue to provoke him.

Coldly, he said, “You think you deserve to see my invitation? You’re not worthy! Now step aside!”

Harold’s expression darkened, fury boiling inside him. In his view, Charlie was still just a coward who dared to tell him to leave!

Grabbing Charlie’s arm, Harold sneered, “If you don’t explain yourself today, you’re not leaving here.”