The Vengeful Son-in-law novel Chapter 135

Tom naturally knew that Martin had sent someone to follow him, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Whether it was Martin or Rory, they were all small fry, not worth mentioning.

When he returned to the ZQ Inc, he immediately threw himself into the new work. He planned to set up a new advertising company and he meant it. It was already in the pipeline.

The 50 billion dollars that grandpa left him was not for him to earn interest in the bank, and his ambition was definitely beyond that.

This afternoon, he was mainly planning for the new company.

Just as he was about to get off work, he received a call from Dylan.

When he saw the caller ID, he immediately frowned. Ever since he took over the ZQ Inc from Samuel, he had not contacted the Howards, and Samuel had never looked for him again.

He didn't care much about the Howards himself.

What did Dylan want from him?

After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and immediately heard Dylan's fawning voice. "Hello, Brother Tom, it's me, Dylan."

"Well, what's the matter?" Tom's tone was flat.

Dylan said respectfully, "Brother Tom, here is the thing. The clan meeting is about to be held soon. The elders want you to come back this year. After all, you are the heir of the Howards. Everyone is looking forward to your return."

Hearing this, Tom couldn't help but laugh. "Really? Why didn't you ask me to go back before?"

Dylan said awewarkdly, "It was that there was a misunderstanding before. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared, everyone wants you to come back. Besides, you haven't come back to visit grandpa for a long time. This time, the master of the family picked a good day and planned to change grandpa to a new resting place."

Grandpa...

Tom's mood immediately became complicated. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of his grandfather's dignified and kind face.

He didn't even get to say goodbye to his grandfather, and his heart ached at the thought!

In the entire the Howards, grandpa was the only one kind to him.

Tom went silent for a moment, and Dylan did not dare to disturb Tom's thoughts.

"What did grandpa leave behind?" Tom asked.

Dylan was a little stunned and said awkwardly, "I don't know about this either. The master of the family was the one who settled the affairs after he was gone."

"Date." Tom asked again, abruptly.

Dylan said hurriedly, "It's the 28th of this month. I can pick you up myself..."

Tom hung up the phone without giving him a chance to finish.

"How was it? Did he agree?"

Behind Dylan stood a young man who was playing golf. He was dressed all over and had famous brands all over his body. He exuded a sense of nobility. At a glance, anyone could tell that he was a rich man born with a silver spoon.

After saying this, he swung his club gracefully, slammed the golf ball out, with it drawing a beautiful parabola in the air, and then the ball steadily fell into the hole, causing the crowd to exclaim.

Dylan was genuinely respectful to this rich young man. He had to bend down and think about every word in his mind before speaking. He did not dare to say it without careful thinking, for fear of offending the other party.

"Young Master, Tom hung up the phone without giving a definite reply." Dylan said respectfully.

The young man smiled and said, "Is that so?"

Then he took off his sunglasses and revealed his face. He was somewhat similar to Tom in look. But more specifically, he was a little more handsome than Tom.

"He'll be back. I know him." He raised the corner of his mouth with a meaningful smile and muttered, "My good brother, you were really lucky. You managed to survive even after that terrible accident four years ago. Moreover, you got away and had hid in the Scotts and lived in silence for four years."

He spoke in a low voice, seemingly talking to himself, but it was loud enough for Dylan to hear it, which made Dylan feel uneasy. The cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out.

What did the young master mean? He was just a nobody. If he heard this, it would kill him. He could only pretend not to hear anything.

Young Master's lips curled up even more. His thoughts were hard to guess and he continued, "Do you think you can turn over and be the master after getting grandpa's inheritance? Impossible, mole ants are always mole ants. No matter how much inheritance you get, you are still a nobody and can't change the despicability in your bones."

Then, he smiled directly at Dylan and said, "Dylan, what do you think?"

Dylan shuddered and broke into a cold sweat. The sweat burst out of his forehead and his back was also wet. He said with a sad face, "Young Master, I, I don't know..."

Neither Young Master nor Tom could he afford to offend.

The point was, what did Young Master mean by telling him this? Was he trying to warn him? But he didn't have any disloyal thoughts.

Young Master chuckled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be nervous. You're not qualified to waste my time."

Dylan thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you, Young Master! Thank you, Young Master!"

Eldest Young Master continued, "I heard that my brother has been doing well recently. He bought ZQ Inc and has changed from a little live-in son-in-law to a big boss."

"But ZQ Inc is just a small company. Even if he struggles, what waves can he make?"

"Okay, you may leave. I wanna play golf alone." The young man waved his hand and let Dylan go.

After Dylan left, a cold light flashed in Eldest Young Master's eyes. He muttered Tom's name twice in his mouth and swung the golf ball hard. The force was so strong that it twisted.

Martin and Rory waited in ZQ Plaza for a long time, but Tom didn't come out, so they had to give up. They didn't dare to beat people up in ZQ Plaza. In the end, they had to leave with regret and wait for the next chance to trouble Tom.

On Phoebe's side, ever since she became the chairman of the SK Company, her work intensity had increased a lot. She didn't have much free time before, but now it was even less.

Just today, Logan was on holiday. She used to be the one to pick up Logan, but now she couldn't spare any time for it. Finally, she had to call Tom and ask Tom to pick up Logan for her.

Tom just got off work. Of course, he would not refuse Phoebe's request, so he agreed without hesitation.

After a while when she hung up the phone, Phoebe realized that she had driven the Volkswagen over. How could Tom be able to pick up Logan without

a car?

She quickly called back to Tom and asked Tom to come over and drive the car away. But on the phone, Tom said that he had a car and it was not necessary.

Phoebe didn't think much about it. She hung up after saying 'okay', for she still had a lot of work to do.