Good-for-nothing son-in-law becomes super rich

Episode 18

"It's good if the vagrant is already dead. That way, his existence will no longer be remembered by anyone. Our shame will also be gone."

"But wait a moment!" exclaimed one of the Wolf family girls, clapping her hands together to demand silence from the others.

"Just a few days ago, Sir Brian mentioned meeting Dion begging at the car showroom, as well as at the renowned Sky Hotel."

"At that hotel, he was also known to be begging from the guests, until he was apprehended and interrogated directly by the hotel owner."

"Such disgusting behavior!" declared the girl with a look of revulsion on her face.

"Once a dog, always a dog. They never change into better beings," another girl chimed in dismissively.

"This is truly unfortunate for me, having been married to him. It took seven days to cleanse and remove the germs from his body in that back storage shed. Blast it! Blast it! Blast it!" Jasmine shouted, griping with disgust.

"If I ever meet him again, I'll tear his foul-smelling mouth to shreds!" Jasmine continued, seething with anger.

A myriad of sharp, negative comments came out of their mouths, all directed towards Dion.

Their negative comments demonstrated their ignorance of Dion's true identity.

If they only knew who Dion is now, they would come crawling, begging and groveling for Dion to accept them.

***

Meanwhile, escorted by dozens of luxury cars and four security vehicles, Dion's entourage encountered no significant obstacles, making their journey smooth.

Taking less than two hours, the convoy soon arrived at their destination.

Now, Dion finds himself at the majestic residence of Lord Mahesa Birawa.

From the exterior alone, it was apparent that his grandfather's house was truly luxurious and impressive.

The facade of the house was extraordinary. Additionally, a high fence surrounded the property, which spanned roughly 10,000 square meters.

Upon entering the gates, several large buildings with symmetrical, carved pillars came into view, adding to the houses' grandeur.

Large windows and doors were set around the modern-styled houses, with four detailed columns enhancing their elegant and luxurious appearance.

Inside, there was a spacious foyer adorned with numerous exquisite art pieces, all seemingly expensive, situated above a flawless marble floor.

Beyond the foyer, Dion was led into a large sitting room with a dozen big, soft, and supple leather sofas.

Decorative walls and unique furniture, plus several grand crystal chandeliers, all contributed to a breezy tropical elegance that was pleasant to the eye.

Just arriving at that point, Dion was already pampered by the surroundings, not to mention what the bedrooms, kitchen, living area, and the like could be.

Dion was invited to take a seat by Miss Ivory, accompanied by a man who appeared to be the head of household affairs, standing behind Dion.

Around Dion, there were dozens of strong, muscular men standing silently with respectful demeanour toward him.

"Welcome, my grandson! It's been too long since we've seen each other," a deep voice greeted from a man roughly aged 65 or 70, walking towards Dion with outstretched arms as if to embrace someone.

Hearing the voice, Dion turned to his right, spotting a man approaching, beaming with a wide smile.

For a moment, Dion froze, uncertain whether to feel sad or happy and accept the man's embrace, or to remain still.

Noticing no reaction from the greeted party, the elderly man didn't get angry but drew closer and hugged Dion tightly.

After a long moment, the hug wasn't released, and Dion, struggling to breathe, pleaded, "Please let me go, Sir; my chest feels tight."

"Hahaha! Since when does my grandson not recognize me? This is your grandfather, Dion. Have you forgotten your own grandfather's face?" inquired the old man, Lord Mahesa Birawa himself, the owner of Birawa Group.

Dion tried to recall Mr. Birawa's face, which had just released him from the embrace, but the more he tried, the harder it became to remember.

"Are you indeed my grandfather, my father's parent?" Dion queried naively.

"Hahaha!" Mr. Birawa laughed again at Dion's innocent question.

"If I call you my grandson, then indeed, your father, Bima Birawa, is my son, your mother, Ambarwati, is my daughter-in-law, and you, Dion Mahesa Birawa, are my very own grandson," Mr. Birawa replied warmly.

"Turns out the man known as the formidable owner of Birawa Group isn't as formidable as rumors suggest, and he doesn't eat people," mused Dion inwardly.

"From now on, call me Grandfather Mahesa. I'm your blood relative. For years you've disappeared from my life."

"Your parents sank into despair due to losing you, leading to depression, and eventually they passed away, bearing immense sorrow from your departure."

"Now, I am greatly relieved that my only grandson is still alive; there's still hope for me to continue the Birawa lineage through you," Grandfather Birawa said tearfully.

Throughout this exchange, Dion remained silent, touched by the sincerity of Grandfather Birawa's affection for him.

He chose to reciprocate the hug from Mr. Birawa, who claimed to be his grandfather, though Dion still wasn't quite convinced.

Why did this happen? Was Dion genuinely forgetful, or was he deliberately denying Mr. Birawa as his grandfather?

***

At that time, Dion was only ten years old when he was kidnapped by human traffickers, who snatched him away from school in hopes of obtaining a hefty ransom from his grandfather.

Dion was waiting to be picked up by the chauffeur, who usually took him to and from school, faithfully awaiting Dion until he came out of the school gates.

But on that day, the chauffeur-cum-bodyguard of young master Dion took a brief detour to the nearby public restroom to relieve himself.

During that brief interlude, suddenly four men with covered heads approached Dion, hoisting him up and forcibly putting him into their car.

A gag was placed in Dion's mouth to stifle his screams, ensuring nobody could hear him.

Shortly after their departure, the chauffeur returned to find his young charge gone, and he panicked, trying to determine where Dion might be.

He ran to and fro in search of Dion but found no sign of the boy.

Luckily, a middle-aged woman happened to be walking by the school gate during the abduction, and though she didn't dare intervene, she ran into the schoolyard to hide.

She informed Dion's bodyguard that the young master had been abducted by four unknown men and pushed into a car with an out-of-town license plate.

"They headed west at high speed," she concluded her description.

After inquiring about the kidnappers' features, the bodyguard took off after Dion and contacted his parents.

The news of the abduction of the young heir to the Mahesa Birawa family naturally shocked the grandfather and parents, along with their bodyguards.

They couldn't believe that someone had dared to target the Birawa family, whose head was the wealthiest man in the country and the world's second-richest.

By mobilizing thousands of the family's guards and assisted by hundreds of city security officers, they spread out in search of young master Dion across the city and suspected hideouts of the kidnappers.

However, the search turned up nothing. The sought-after young master couldn't be found, although the kidnapper's den was destroyed, with their leader killed along with hundreds of his men during the assault, but the target of the search was nowhere.