Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy
Chapter 66

Chapter 66

CHAPTER 66

Elizabeth went to Rye’s Pizzas in her G-class benz car and eagerly waited for Benjamin. The workerswere all excited to see his chubby yet appealing blonde. Even Christopher who was devastated andfrustrated because he got demoted to assistant manager without even being told why now felt greatlyattracted toward her.

Was she the woman of his dreams? Probably.

He kept tagging along shamelessly and asked more and more details about her.

As time passed, Benjamin didn’t come. This already frustrated her enough, and when Christopher askedif she wanted to eat a pizza, she ended up slapping and shutting him up. “What makes you think you cantalk to me so freely?” she coldly blurted at him. “Stay at least six feet away from me, and speak onlywhen it’s necessary.” “S-Sorry, ma’am.” Christopher’s face turned pale. Now that he was slapped in frontof a lot of workers, he completely lost his face.

He went and minded his business.

Elizabeth roamed around, yelling at anyone who made the slightest mistake and mocking them for noteven being able to do a simple job perfectly. As time passed, the workers kept murmuring aboutElizabeth. They had already checked her details online and found out that she was related to Selena. “Tothink she’s from the same family as Selena Sterling… No wonder she doesn’t even put Christopher in theeyes. She isn’t even intimidated by his large physique.”

“They say the rich don’t need character. Now I see why.”

“But check out her shoes. I bet they cost at least five grand. Why is a filthy rich woman like her workingas a manager in this pizza hut?”

“No freaking idea.”

“Hey, doesn’t Benjamin also live in the Sterling villa? I heard he works as a butler there.”

“Does he?”

As they kept talking, Elizabeth came up to them and coldly glared at them. “You are paid to work withyour hands, not with your mouths, understand?” “S-Sorry, ma’am.” They lowered their heads in shame.“If I see unnecessary talking again, I’ll make you guys buy pizzas with all of your monthly salaries, anddon’t think I’m joking.”

They felt chills as they could feel her gaze piercing them even with their heads lowered.

Elizabeth went to her desk and waited for Benjamin. “Why isn’t he here, yet? That useless trash dared tocall me an aunt again.” She almost punched the desk in frustration. “I guess the beating I gave him lasttime wasn’t enough. This time, a simple beating wouldn’t do. I will

make him eat his own crap!” At that moment, one of the workers ended up crashing a whole box of freshsauce and olive oil bottles, causing a lot of noise. The oil and sauce spilled and made a mess on thefloor. Some glass pieces hit other workers and made them let go of the ingredients they were holding. Ina matter of seconds, an entire section in the hut looked completely spoiled. Elizabeth was quick at yellingat that worker and taking her frustration on him. Just then, a health inspector entered the hut and noticedthe mess. He didn’t care for the reasons and inspected them some more like checking for the hygiene ofthe workers, the cleanliness of the food-prep surfaces, and if the pizzas were being labeled correctly ornot. In the end, he wasn’t satisfied with what he saw.

He not only fined them but assured Elizabeth that he would write a column about Rye’s Pizzas in theupcoming weekly food journal. While the workers seemed worried, tense, and disappointed, Elizabethdidn’t break a sweat. She only got this job to make Benjamin’s life miserable, so if this company got badreviews, it would only benefit her as it would upset Benjamin.

At Artur’s mansion.

Luther just ended a phone call. “It’s done, sir.”

“Mm,” Artur was sipping green tea.”Since Samael refused to sell his company to us, it’s only natural thatwe do our best to crush him, but we should do it in a way that he’ll come begging for us to buy hiscompany at half the price I mentioned.”

“Don’t worry, sir. Once we make some customers report a string of illnesses after eating their pizzas, andwe plant enough evidence in their humble little huts. Our inspectors will close the business, and ourjudge and lawyers will do the rest, dragging the case until Samael sheds tears of blood.” Meanwhile, atSterling’s villa.

Since Benjamin didn’t go to work, Elizabeth’s parents kept him with them and made him do all kinds ofwork, from making him cook the food they wanted to taste to washing Nolan’s underwear. There werewashing machine, but Nolan wanted his filthy underwear washed by hands, giving the reason that themachines spoiled the cloth too quickly. Obeying every single one of their commands wasn’t easy, but hedid his best and didn’t give them a chance to complain. Nevertheless, they didn’t appreciate his hardwork and always downplayed his efforts. When they finally slept at about twelve in the afternoon,Benjamin hurriedly came back to his room, albeit not with empty hands. He brought carrot pudding withhim. When he offered it to Rebecca, she was just mesmerized by how beautiful it looked. The cashews,raisins, grated carrots, and layers of prettified it to perfection. The smell of cardamom just stirred hernose, and she felt like tasting it before he even asked her. “W-What is this?”

“Carrot pudding. Try it,” he said with a smile.

She took a spoonful and put it in her mouth. The carrots, contrary to her expectations,

smoothly slipped down her tongue, and the nuts added texture, and the layers of butter and sugar addeddepth to its taste. This was probably the sweetest cooked thing she ever ate. Her eyes were full ofdelight. “It’s delicious.” She said it, and then suddenly realized that she ended up speaking her mindbefore she could stop herself. She looked at him with a little fluster growing on her face, for this wasprobably the first time she gave a positive remark regarding his food.

Benjamin, however, just had the same smile as before she tasted the pudding. It was as though healways knew she liked his food, whether she admitted it or not. This made her feel all the moreembarrassed.

Meanwhile, Selena came up to the rooftop. She went to the terrace and noticed the tray on the floor, putin the shade of plants. It had some seeds, grains, and raw carrot pieces. She smirked. “These shittybirds seem to love eating for free and living in this villa, just like you.” She poured wet and dirty food froma packet she picked up from the kitchen’s dustbin. She then mixed the water in the bowl with dirt. Shepoured some strange liquid on the wet food and then left.

Seconds later, two parrots flew in and stopped on the terrace’s plantation before jumping and landednext to the tray. There were some meat pieces in the wet food, and the parrots gladly chomped on those.