Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 816 - 814: The Plan (3)

Then Jimmy Horne’s harpoon struck with thunderous force, and with a flick, the fish fell into the bucket.

"Jimmy Horne, you’re pretty good at catching fish." Watching with a twinge of envy, Camila Ruiz also wanted to spear a fish.

Hearing her compliment, Jimmy Horne felt a bit smug.

Seeing his smug expression, Camila Ruiz dampened his spirits: "Alright, one compliment and now your tail’s in the air."

"Camila, can’t you let me gloat for a few minutes?"

"Jimmy, I just can’t stand how smug you look, what about it?"

"I know you’re jealous of my intelligence and capability."

"What’s there to be jealous of? Brother Ivan is just as smart and capable. If I’m going to be jealous, it should be of him."

The two bickered back and forth, eventually escalating to splashing water at each other, playfully embodying the youthful spirit appropriate for their age that could only be seen in Jimmy Horne at that moment.

In wealthy families, there is much intrigue, much hatred, and much rivalry.

The Colson family in A City is no exception to these dramas.

The second young master, Charles Colson, had not gotten out of bed yet, likely because the eighteen-year-old had stayed up very late last night. Now, as the sun was high in the sky, he was still dreaming of ancient figures.

He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, always murmuring and struggling with something in his dreams, his handsome brows occasionally furrowing.

On his otherwise sunny face, there was a hint of heartache, as if he had gone through something upsetting.

"Bang, bang!" The sound of heavy knocking, no, it should be said the heavy sound of door kicking, rang out.

Despite his weariness, Charles Colson was awakened by the noise.

The person kicking the door was quite impatient, not waiting for Charles Colson to get up, they vehemently broke the door open, and a few burly men dressed in bodyguard attire barged in, unceremoniously smashing things in Charles Colson’s room, dragging him out of bed, and forcibly hauling him towards the door.

"What are you doing? Rebelling? Let me go!" Charles Colson was shocked by the sudden attack and vandalism. These people were his brother’s bodyguards, usually showing great respect to him, the second young master. Did they take the wrong medication today? Barging into his room to destroy things and treating him so rudely.

"Sorry, second young master, the eldest young master said this house is his now, and you must move out." The two bodyguards forcibly hauling Charles Colson said darkly.

Struggling, Charles Colson was dumbfounded. What did his brother mean by this? What does he mean this house is his brother’s now? Isn’t it his home too? Although he and his brother have the same father but different mothers, his brother has always been good to him. So why, just after their parents passed away in a car accident, has his brother turned his back on him? Was all his brother’s affection just a pretense?

The two bodyguards forcibly dragged Charles Colson downstairs. In the first-floor hall, a man who resembled Charles Colson stood by the front door. He wore a deep blue suit, stood at 170 centimeters, emitting an aura of intense malice. It was none other than Charles Colson’s half-brother, the eldest young master, Joseph Colson.

The Colson family is the second largest wealthy family in A City after the Ruiz family, and the Colson Consortium holds a very important position in A City. The previous CEO of the Colson Consortium, Joseph Colson’s father, and his stepmother, died in a car accident three days ago. The Colson CEO left no will, and naturally, the Colson Consortium fell into the hands of Joseph Colson as the eldest son, who had already served as the General Manager of the Colson Consortium.

No one expected Joseph Colson to be so ruthless to his own brother.

Their parents’ bodies weren’t even cold, and he already wanted to drive his brother out of the house.

"Brother, why?"

Dragged to the doorway, Charles Colson saw Joseph Colson and immediately shouted his questions.

He couldn’t believe it, didn’t want to believe it, that his beloved brother, who had always been so good to him, would treat him this way.

All of these bodyguards were his brother’s men, and they dared to treat him like this, surely it was his brother’s idea.

His mind was in turmoil, his heart ached as if being gouged.

Joseph Colson turned around, a face that could be considered upright now full of intense hatred, his sinister eyes glaring at Charles Colson, coldly smiling: "Why? For my mother!"

It turned out Joseph Colson’s biological mother was forced to divorce by his father after he found a new love. Unable to accept the marital breakdown, she left behind the then seven-year-old Joseph Colson and committed suicide by poisoning. The suicide of the first wife did not deter his father’s pursuit of a new love, and a month after her death, he married Charles Colson’s mother into the Colson family, making her the lady of the house.

Although the Colson lady also appeared to show concern and love for Joseph Colson, her presence, which led to his mother’s death, made Joseph Colson loathe her to the core.

Being shrewd, Joseph Colson knew he was too young to avenge his mother, so he endured humiliation and obeyed his father, acknowledging his enemy as a mother, and after Charles Colson was born, he acted as a good brother, caring for Charles Colson with great affection, successfully misleading his father. After entering the Colson Consortium, he began secretly cultivating his own power, and now that the Colson Consortium was fully within his grasp, he had the means to start avenging his mother.

The car accident that killed his father and stepmother was orchestrated by him, who had tampered with the car, thus ending the lives of his birth father and stepmother.

Even though both parents were dead, his hatred hadn’t dissipated; he still wanted to torment and take revenge on Charles Colson. Although Charles Colson was innocent, he couldn’t let go of the intense hatred. He couldn’t forget when he opened his mother’s door and walked into the room, only to see her cold corpse. At that moment, he felt a chilling cold spread through him, an indescribable panic, helplessness, pain, and hatred.

Charles Colson was unaware of these things; by the time he was born, Joseph Colson’s mother had been dead for a year, and the Colson family forbade any mention of the matter.

"Charles Colson, you probably don’t know, right? My mother didn’t die of illness; she committed suicide because of your mother’s arrival, which stole Dad’s affection, and Dad wanted to abandon her because of your mother, leading to her suicide!" Joseph Colson said venomously, recounting this matter, his heart still filled with hate.

Charles Colson was once again dumbstruck. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Joseph Colson didn’t speak to him anymore, waved his hand, and the bodyguards threw Charles Colson out of the Colson home.

The villa gate was closed, and Charles Colson became a person with nothing to do with the Colson family.

No matter how much he shouted, cried, or screamed, it was all futile.

Joseph Colson, with his heart filled with overwhelming hatred, further ordered no one to take in Charles Colson, intending to turn him, whom the stepmother cherished as a precious jewel, into a beggar despised by all!