Unlimited Son-In-Law

Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 101
She gave up wondering after a while. Carrying the briefcase, she headed to the changing room. She did not want to wear the
attire at first. Nevertheless, she was instantly enthralled when she popped it open.
Sitting in it was a mesmerizing necklace. Its color was slightly on the dark side, but it looked exquisite nonetheless.
What fascinated her the most was the sapphire blue gown. It did not have any unnecessary embellishments on it, and its fabric
was as soft as a cloud, making it comfortable to touch. In fact, there were no signs of stitching found on it, as though the gown
was crafted entirely out of a single yard of silk.
Overtaken by her fascination, she could not help but change into the enrapturing gown. Looking at her image in the mirror, she
felt her jaw drop to the ground.
To begin with, she was tall and slim, and her legs were long and slender. Clad in the striking gown, she looked just like a queen
out of a fairytale. It fitted her perfectly, accentuating her fair skin and alluring, enticing figure.
This dress seemed to have different effects when worn by different people. If Lana had worn it, she would appeal to the primal
urges of the male mind.
Strangely, when it was worn by Jennifer, the dress gave off a more graceful air.
Everyone would look good in that gown and invoke different feelings.
She could even smell a light scent coming from the gown. It was familiar, but she could not recall where she had gotten a whiff of
it.
Did someone wear it before me? Jennifer was having doubts at first. Nevertheless, she convinced herself that she had given it
too much thought and soon proceeded to put on the necklace.
In a split second, her elegant aura poured out under that gown.
Standing in front of the mirror, she scrutinized her image for a long time. In the end, she frowned and sighed meekly.
Nigel said that he would get me a gown. So, did Nigel prepare this? Although it’s not a luxury brand, it seems erquisite.

morning, the celebration for Conner’s eightieth birthday had formally commenced. Jennifer drew in a deep breath and walked out
of the room. The hall, also known as the “goldfish bowl,” was filled with guests waiting on their seats. The whole scene looked
lavish and majestic. As everyone had changed into their formal attires, the banquet seemed like a rendezvous only the elite
could attend.
Jennifer did not attract much attention when she entered the hall. Even Kevin failed to notice her.
Everyone had their gazes fixated on a captivating lady on the stage.
She was not someone from the Wilson family, but from the Yeager family.
Nigel’s grandmother was a graceful noble lady from an affluent family that still held immense power after one hundred years. She
was a descendant of the Yeager family of Jadeborough.
She was the well-known Shannon Yeager.
If anyone could bear the moniker of being swan-like, it would undoubtedly be Shannon
Every slight movement of hers discharged an air of dominance. One could see that she was of sovereign stock.
She was young, around twenty-five years old. Aside from that, she was tall, at 1.75 meters, and had the figure many women
coveted. Standing on the stage in a red, big gown, she had her fair, bright skin exposed on her back. Wrapped around her wrist
was a gleaming, crystalline bracelet, which was worth a king’s ransom.
“Oh my gosh. Isnt that the ancient Phoenix Bracelet? I’ve heard that it’s priceless!” Thomas Hared eye-wide, astonished. “This
gown seems to be handcrafted by my ist Apuaintance, the Dexterous Lady.”
Indeed she heavens lavored Shannon
Holding Shannon’s hand, Sydney was beaming in exhilaration.
Although they were both from the Yeager family, they were five generations apart. Therefore, it was the best decision for Nigel
and Shannon to get married, since both the families shared the same idea.
Standing beside Shannon was Nigel, who displayed a solemn demeanor, for he did not utter a word at all.
Another young man caught everyone’s attention too.

He was Rodrick, the man who founded Rodrick Foundation all by himself. He, too, was casting an indifferent countenance, with a
few muscular men in suits tailing behind him.
Clad in a silver suit, he sipped the red wine in relish while gazing at Shannon, his eyes burning with passion.
Aside from the Wilson family of Tayhaven, the other branches of the Eight Branches of the Wilson family had no right to show
themselves on the stage. They could never be deemed an aristocratic family despite being affluent.
The only two ways to truly become one were through amalgamation or marriage.