<h3 ss="wp-block-heading">The Novel <strong>The Amazing Son in Law</strong> & <strong>Hero of Hearts</strong> by <strong>Lord Leaf</strong> – Free Online Read <strong>Chapter 522</strong>
“Do you still want the Himyas?”<fn12b6> The source of th?s content is Find~Novel</fn12b6>
The driver scoffed dismissively and replied, “If you want to daydream, get out of the car and go home to do it.”
Lolita, feeling frustrated, shot back, “You promised me! Why are you going back on your word?”
The driver retorted angrily, “You had conditions attached. You were supposed toplete the task, but now that it’s off the table, there’s no need for you to be involved. Got it?”
Lolita curled her lip disdainfully and said, “I don’t care! You must keep your promises, or I will never let this go!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Just as the driver was about to respond, the car in front roared to life, slowly exiting the parking lot and heading toward the airport cargo area.
The driver realized that the goal was to quickly transfer the materials from the three trucks to the Boeing 777, ensuring that everything was shipped back to Nigeria on time without leaving any traces.
He started his vehicle and said to Lolita, “Get out of the car. Don’t hold up my work.”
“I refuse to get out!” Lolita snapped, her expression fierce. “You dare to kick me out? Do you even know who I am? If you want me out, you must first tell me when I’ll get my Himya!”
In a fit of rage, the driver jumped out of the truck, rushed to the passenger side, and yanked the door open. With a swift motion, he lifted Lolita out like a ragdoll and tossed her onto the ground. In a chilling tone, he warned, “If you want Himyas, go talk to your dad! Keep talking and I might just take care of him first tonight!”
With that, he ignored Lolita’s stunned silence, climbed back into the truck, and drove away from the parking lot.
Lolita was taken aback by the sudden brutality. She felt her confidence drain away, leaving her too frightened to speak.
Although she was still young, she had been thrust into the spotlight by this humanitarian organization for a few years, often acting and speaking ording to their directives without grasping the deeper implications and risks involved.
She believed that by following their orders, both she and her family could establish a solid financial foundation, potentially even gaining entry into the upper echelons of society.
However, she was unaware of the true nature of the humanitarian organization.
Recently, as Lolita’s fame soared globally, she began contemting breaking away from the organization to start her own venture.
She thought, given her newfound recognition, countless fans, and the des from various heads of state, that she no longer needed to be tethered to a higher authority.
Yet, when she broached this topic with her father, he vehemently scolded her. Though dissatisfied, she didn’t have the courage to argue back.
Now, faced with such harsh treatment, she saw it as the perfect opportunity to sever ties with them!
Determined, she pulled out her mobile phone and dialed her father.
As soon as he picked up, she burst into tears, eximing, “Dad! I want to cut all ties with them! I never want to deal with them again!”
Her father sounded surprised, asking, “Who are you talking about? What’s happened? Is everything alright?”
Fuming, Lolita replied, “It’s the human rights organization you’re involved with! They have no respect for me at all! Today, they asked me to represent them and promised me a Himyan handbag from Hermes, but then they suddenly reneged on their promise and threw me out of the car!”
Feeling wronged, she continued, “Dad! Starting today, I want to make a clean break from these people. From now on, I’ll do things my way, and I won’t have anything to do with them anymore!”
Lolita expected her father to sympathize and support her decision, but to her shock, he erupted in anger!
He shouted through the phone, “Lolita, are you out of your mind? Do you realize how you and our family have achieved everything we have today?”
Lolita instinctively retorted, “I worked hard for it! I sacrificed my education, protested everywhere, and fought tirelessly! If it weren’t for my efforts, how could our family be where we are now?”
Her father snapped back, “Be quiet! If it weren’t for their behind-the-scenes support, no one would have even noticed you, no matter how hard you shouted on the streets!”
“Remember this! You have what you do today because they crafted various marketing scripts for you, and the media that covers you is funded by them. They work closely with the media across different countries to shape the narrative for you!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong>Next Chapter</strong>