The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Novel

Chapter 194: The Beautiful Chloe Yeats
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Earlier on, Karine James had been annoyed when her aunt suddenly said that Finn Taylor could easily earn 15 million dollars. She couldn’t help but feel that her aunt was making things up just to put herself on a pedestal. ‘It’s obvious that Auntie can’t beat me. What is the point of making up such lies? Look, she’s been exposed right away.’
“Oh right, Karine James. Does a five-star villa cost 15 million dollars? The house we’re living in right now is worth at least 15 million dollars.” Just as Karine James was celebrating her victory, Linda James shot back.
This nearly choked the former. ‘Even an entire five-star hotel building would probably cost less than 15 million dollars. A house would definitely cost much less than that, yet she’s saying that her house is worth 15 million dollars!’
“Auntie, stop lying! I’m going to die from laughter!”
Linda James was slightly stumped as she looked at her niece. “I’m not making things up.. Why don’t I show you photos of our house?”
Linda James had many photos of their house on her phone.
She was about to take it out when her daughter stopped her from doing so. Yvette Larson whispered to her mother, “Do you want Karine James to borrow money from you too?”
At the mention of money, Linda James’s heart ached. She knew that she’d never get her money back.
To avoid such a situation, it’d be best for her not to reveal those photos.
“Well, where are the photos you were talking about, Auntie? Why don’t you let me see them?” There was no way Karine James was going to believe that Yvette Larson’s family lived in a mansion. That was why she made such a comment.
But Linda James waved her off. “I don’t have any; I forgot to take them.”
Karine James chuckled. ‘How childish!’
Before long, it was time for dinner.
Karine James went on and on, introducing each dish to her cousin. “This is caviar from Australia. This is swordfish from the Pacific Ocean. This is cod from the Atlantic Ocean.”
…
As she introduced each dish, she picked some up and placed them on Yvette Larson’s plate. She even told the latter to have her fill since she had already gotten sick of eating such rich food.
But Karine James’s heart naturally bled as she said so. There was no way she’d ever get sick of eating such food.
Even she had only eaten such a spread once or twice in her entire life, yet she acted as though she ate such luxurious dishes all the time and no longer took a fancy to them.
Just then, Yvette Larson’s phone rang.
Before she could pick it up, Karine James snatched it away from her. “Oh, it’s Finn Taylor. Don’t say anything—I’ll take the call for you.”
With that, she accepted the call. “Finn Taylor, Grandma is celebrating her birthday! How dare you not show up?”
Finn Taylor was stunned. ‘Why isn’t the person on the line my wife? But hearing the other’s words, she has to be from the James family? But who is it?’
Finn Taylor racked his brains and finally thought of someone—Karine James.
“Oh, oh. It’s Karine James. Am I interrupting something?”
“Who doesn’t know that you’re just a useless matrilocal son-in-law who freeloads off your wife’s family? What could you possibly be busy with? Are you negotiating a multi-million-dollar project or buying a 15-million-dollar villa?”
‘What is she trying to say?’ Finn Taylor was dumbfounded. “What do you mean?”
“Nothing much. I’m just trying to tell you to hurry on over.”
“Alright, I’m almost done with whatever I have to do. I should be able to get there by tomorrow.”
“Alright, that’s a promise.” With that, Karine James took the liberty to end the call for her cousin.
Yvette Larson was at a loss for words at the other’s bossiness.
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San Francisco.
Finn Taylor looked into the distance. It seemed like he could even spot Los Angeles in the distance.
He spotted a beautiful woman—Chloe Yeats.
He made a call—one he hadn’t made in almost a decade. It had been such a long time that even Finn Taylor wondered if the other still remembered him.
In fact, he didn’t even know if she still used the same number.
The call got through, and he heard a gentle and soothing voice on the other end. “Hello, I’m Chloe Yeats. Are you looking for me?”
Finn Taylor was stunned as he said, “I thought you changed your number.”
The woman on the other end of the call seemed overwhelmed with emotions. “A-are you Mr. Taylor?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Mr. Taylor, you still remember me. You didn’t forget about me.”
Finn Taylor felt embarrassed. ‘If not for the fact that I have to go to Los Angeles, I might’ve forgotten all about her.’
More than a decade ago, he had spotted Chloe Yeats in Los Angeles. At that time, she had been busking. Beside her was a board that said—busking to grieve.
At that time, Finn Taylor had given whatever he had on him to her. He even told her that he hoped she would live well.
It was important for her to have some self-respect.
Busking wasn’t a long-term solution. One day, she might very well fall into a trap.
At that time, Chloe Yeats had thanked Finn Taylor and had given him her phone number. She even told him that she’d give him a surprise when he visited Los Angeles again.
Now that a decade had passed, Chloe Yeats had become somewhat of a legend in Los Angeles. With the money that Finn Taylor had given her, she had started an embroidery business.
Women knew other women best. Someone as beautiful as Chloe Yeats knew exactly how to dress to accentuate women’s figures.
That was how she successfully made her name in the industry.
As years went by, Chloe Yeats gradually expanded her business into other industries as well. She had both capability and luck on her side, and she was successful in each and every one of her endeavors.
Now, she could hold her own among the business circle of Los Angeles. If anyone dared to go against her, she had enough power to destroy their family within three days!
Yet, something that nobody understood was why she was still single even though she was so beautiful and successful.
The reason was simple: She was waiting for Finn Taylor.
She had waited over ten years for him.
“Mr. Taylor, why are you looking for me?” Chloe Yeats asked emotionally.
No matter what Finn Taylor asked for, she would go to all lengths to fulfill his requests—even if it meant giving herself up.
“I’ll be going to Los Angeles tomorrow.”
“Can I pick you up?”
It was a question.
Chloe Yeats said so as though she was making a request. Nobody in Los Angeles was deserving of that attitude.
“Yes.” Finn Taylor wasn’t very familiar with Los Angeles, so it wouldn’t be bad if someone were to pick him up.
“That’s great!” Chloe Yeats was overwhelmed with emotions and started picking out her clothes the moment she ended the call.
Every piece looked good, but not a single of them satisfied her. In the end, she picked out a piece of clothing that she had worn more than ten years ago—a red dress.