Son-in-Law Conquers All

Chapter 004

“I’ll be right there.” Victoria Hayes hung up and immediately barked an order. “Ethan, bring the car around. Take me to Lillian’s company!”

“Aunt Victoria, what happened to Lillian?” Julian Hart climbed to his feet, shooting Ethan a venomous glare before quickly masking it with concern.

“I don’t know the details. Something happened at her company.” Victoria snapped again when Ethan didn’t move fast enough. “What are you waiting for? Go!”

Ethan said nothing and strode out of the villa to get the car.

Outside, Julian tried to soothe Victoria. “Don’t worry. I have connections with many big names in Crown City. If anyone dares cause trouble at Lillian’s company, I’ll put them in their place.”

Victoria’s nerves eased slightly. Soon Ethan pulled the car up, and the four of them set off.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Riverside Mall, where Lillian Winters’ cosmetics company occupied a prime location.

A crowd had gathered outside, craning their necks to peer in. From the lobby, a furious woman’s voice rang out:

“Don’t bother explaining! Just look at my face! Ever since I used your product, I’ve turned into this! You shameless frauds dare sell trash like this?”

The woman was about forty, dressed casually. Her once-pretty face was now covered in angry red pimples.

Lillian Winters, in a white suit, stood before her, flustered.

“Miss, this cream is imported. It’s perfectly safe. If you’d like, we can have it tested by Crown City’s top authority—”

“Tested? My face is the proof!” the woman snapped. “If you don’t fix this, I’ll ruin your company and see you rot in prison!”

“Why don’t we first go to the hospital,” Lillian offered gently. The product was indeed very safe, but judging from the woman’s demeanor, she didn’t seem like a scammer.

At that moment, Victoria, Julian, Ethan, and Rosie Winters pushed their way in.

“Mom? What are you doing here?” Lillian was startled.

“How could I stay away? What happened?” Victoria’s gaze hardened at the sight of the woman’s ruined face. This was serious.

Lillian quickly explained: the woman had bought a jar of imported moisturizing cream yesterday, applied it this morning, and broken out. The product had sold well for years, never once causing such an issue.

“Miss, please calm down,” Victoria said politely. “The problem’s here already. What matters is solving it, don’t you agree?”

The woman sneered. “Solve it? Fine. Since your daughter sold me the cream that destroyed my face, here’s my condition—scar her face, then pay me thirty million. Only then will I let it go.”

“Thirty million!?” Victoria sucked in a sharp breath. Outrageous.

Julian stepped forward. “Miss, please, be reasonable. Many people use this cream with no problems. You’re the only one. That suggests the product isn’t the cause.”

“Oh? You mean I’m faking this?” the woman hissed, her eyes boring into him.

Julian faltered but forced composure. “Not at all. In fact, I know the director of St. Mary’s Aesthetic Hospital. If you come with me, I guarantee your face will be restored.”

“You mean… plastic surgery?” The woman hurled the cream at him. “Get lost!”

“Hey! How dare you hit me!” Julian snapped, his temper flaring. “Keep this up, and I’ll call the police!”

“Police?” The woman laughed, sharp and mocking. “Do you even know who I am?”

“Who… are you?” Julian asked, unease flickering.

“The richest man in Crown City is my brother.”

“What—” Julian froze, speechless.

Victoria and Lillian were stunned as well. Of all people to provoke…

At that moment, a calm male voice cut through the tense air.

“Miss, if I can make the blemishes vanish, can we settle this peacefully?”

Everyone turned.

It was Ethan.

Lillian’s eyes widened—not from his words, but from the fact that her mute husband was speaking.

Before she could react, Victoria snapped, “Ethan, shut up!”

She didn’t want her useless son-in-law messing things up.

Julian seized the chance. “What’s this, Ethan Blake? Suddenly you’re a skin doctor? Tell us, how could a freeloader like you know such tricks?”

“Ethan, stay out of this,” Rosie waved him off impatiently. “Let the adults handle it.”

But Ethan ignored them. He stepped forward, meeting the woman’s furious gaze. “I can fix your face. Believe me.”

Something in his calm, steady eyes made her hesitate. Money wasn’t her concern—but her face was priceless.

Lillian rushed to grab his arm. “Ethan, stop. This is my problem. I’ll handle it.” She knew better than anyone how worthless he was.

The crowd erupted into whispers:

“Look at him—living off the cosmetics company’s boss. Shameless.”

“He says he can cure her? You think he’s for real?”

“No way. If he had that skill, would he be a live-in son-in-law?”

“Exactly.”

The woman’s patience snapped. “Enough! You have two choices—restore my face, or pay me thirty million and scar her face to match mine. Otherwise, your company collapses, and you rot in jail!”