Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade

Chapter 744 The Impostor

Sheryl blanched with fear, for she knew as well as anyone else the status and immense power the Jeffersons possessed.

Like Caleb, she replayed the recent events in her mind, aghast at the thought that she had just threatened to kill the head of the Jefferson family, called his son a little rascal, and ordered the boy to lick her shoes.

A chill ran down her spine. Not knowing what else to do, she crawled to Yann in desperation, pleading. “Help me. Darling! I swear I didn’t do it on purpose!”

Slap!

Yann smacked her face, roaring furiously, “I must have been out of my mind to marry an unreasonable woman like you and even madder to have fathered this useless son who’s good at nothing except messing around every day! Now, kneel before Mr. Jefferson and beg for his forgiveness, you two! Otherwise, you will no longer be part of the Simpson family!”

Tears trickled down Sheryl’s face as she held her burning cheek in her hand. As the pampered daughter of the Little Family, she had always been treated like a princess. Being slapped by Yann was the last thing she had expected to happen to her.

Her blood boiled as she recalled the grievances that happened within the same day-her feet being Stomped to a pulp earlier, followed by the brutal slap.

Glaring at Yann, she snapped at him, “You useless son of a b*tch! Did you just hit me? I’m going to kill you!”

of the Jeffersons, and attacked him like a

the same time.

scuffle blankly. “What’s gotten into you, Alex? Why would you stand here and watch these

and carried him in his own. Tapping the child’s nose fondly, he teased, “Look, Stanley, your daddy doesn’t care about you anymore. Why don’t

daddy loves me

this whole party for you? Yet, you wouldn’t even accept me as

sweet voice, “Thank you for the wonderful birthday party. I love it

a good explanation for this, Flynno. How did this become a birthday party hosted by the head of

Wording the invitation this way makes our party

He figured he could deal with the Simpsons after the birthday celebration

Simpsons continued

it. They’re all gone.” Caleb reminded his parents after

the others had indeed

the state you’re both in!

attempted to straighten his disheveled clothes. A few bloody scratch marks had appeared on his cheeks, thanks to

her seethingly but said nothing. After all, she came from the Little