Chapter 4After Being Exterminated, I was Reborn and Killed My Son-in-law

In the dead of night, Liam's text popped up: [Babe, where should we head for our date next weekend?]

I knew it.

What's a few grand here and there compared to my millions?

Liam and Grandma sure know how to prioritize.

But really, how does a simple college professor have so much cash to splash around?

Well, he hit up Grandma's stash.

She's got a cool million at least—all thanks to my parents.

I'm dead set on getting every dime back from her.

Each date is under the pretense of "seeing the world," and I drag Liam through every high-ticket scene.

Yacht clubs, exclusive lounges, gourmet restaurants...

There's always a crowd—whether it's my so-called glam squad or budding business moguls, all looking like they stepped out of a luxury ad, chatting up a storm about the latest in haute couture and investment buzz. Of course, they're all just actors I found online.

Poor Liam, never rubbed elbows with the elite and got completely swept up in the faux high society I crafted for him.

Wealth doesn't just blind, it seduces.

Greed can lead anyone who slobbers over something that doesn't belong to him into a trap.

Even the slickest con can get snared.

Liam bought into my facade, thinking I was showing him the ropes, getting him in with the upper crust.

He even thought me letting him foot the bill was a favor—didn't want my rich pals to think less of him.

At the end of every soiree, he'd practically leap to pay, insisting, "I've got this, don't fuss!"

The actors and I would exchange a sly grin.

Testing Liam, I once took him to a diner—a real step down.

He seemed totally out of his element. "What are we doing here?"

Ironically, this dive was more his speed.

He scoffed at the low-priced menu. "People actually eat this stuff?"

Impatiently, he tossed the menu down and pulled me up. "We don't belong here. Let's go hit the water with Lucy, Vivian, and Leslie!"

I let him lead the way out, all the while smirking to myself.

He was sinking deeper, right into my next plot point.