The Invisible Rich Son-in-law

The Invisible Rich Son-in-law
Chapter 95



Charles Carter instead answered the question with a smile, “Hailey has a beauty salon chain. Years ago, he wanted to develop his own product so he bought a small factory


with R&D center to realize its ambition. That being said, until now no one has come from it, so it has been inactive for a while.”


In fact, Hailey had actually talked about the matter with Brittany before.


Otherwise, Hailey wouldn't have mentioned it now.


Brittany was also a capable businesswoman many years ago so she could understand business operations very well. He said with a smile, “Alex, after talking to Hailey, I think we can work closely together.


Her beauty salon network needs top-notch products at the moment and I'm sure we can


developing the right ultra-popular product for him.”


What is ultra-popular product? Something that will surpass the sale of freckle cream which is also popularly produced by the Rockefeller Group.


Even so, Brittany did not reveal much about their plans. After all, only the two of him and himself could intuitively understand a few things, and it was too early to make them go public.


“Hailey production facility located in Michigan.”


Soon after, the Carter family continued their journey, leaving Alex and Brittany in private discussions.


Brittany's gaze drifted momentarily to the door as she spoke in a low voice, “So, who is that woman out there? Someone who has fun with you while you're out drinking?"


Previously, he was knocked out by Brock, only to be moved into a room by Alex.


She then wakes up to find an unknown beauty next to her, who says that she is a bed-warming waitress. It was quite frightening for Brittany as she thought,


“Bed warmers service? What decade does he live in? Most importantly, is he here for? Think carefully, isn't she just a lover?”


Alex is a married man and his wife has been here before. It wouldn't have ended well if he knew what was going on here.


Alex hastily explained, “Bu, you were wrong. He's just my junior in martial arts. Yes, he can sometimes be very naughty.”


Alex had thought about this matter before.


become a bad guy or an underground gang leader. Brittany doesn't want her son to get involved in any way. Plus, Alex needs a suitable reason to explain the origin of his powers, which appear suddenly.


"When did you start learning martial arts?”


“First when you were in a coma. As for my master, he doesn't want his identity to be revealed, but I can tell he is a very strong character!”


For that reason, Alex was no longer pursuing the topic. Then, Alex again mentioned Brock. Since John dared to order his men to kidnap Brittany and Alex, he might do it again. Knowing his personality, he would definitely not let go of the wealth in his hands so easily ...


Two months were given by Alex to apply psychological pressure on John.


When the time comes, it will eventually turn into mental torment.


“Rather than in California, I think it would be better for us to move our research and development efforts to Michigan, with Hailey's production facility there. Rockefeller has a huge influence and network of contacts here in California, it won't be long until they figure out what we're doing. We will make a comeback when our product is launched.”


Upon hearing his words, Brittany nodded as she felt the same way. With that, Alex colluded with Waltz Fleur to make sure they were on the same page.


"I'm your junior, huh?" Waltz was amused. “Then, is it a bed-warming maid or a young wife?"


"You can be a junior servant and a bed warmer at the same time."


“Then... Can you teach me some of your moves, senior?”


Damn, Alex himself doesn't even know martial arts!


All he had was Force as his base, while the rest was medical art. With his martial arts condition, he was no match for Waltz.


Seeing Alex's inaction, Waltz gritted his teeth. After lifting his legs and straddling


on his lap, he said as he gently swung his body, "Senior, senior, can you teach me?"


Alex was horrified by his actions.