Chapter 2

After leaving Perry's company, I called my father.

The second he picked up, my tears broke loose. Years of swallowed hurt came rushing out all at once, and all I could choke out was, "Dad, I want to cancel the billion-dollar order. I'm divorcing Perry."

After I cut ties with my family to marry him, I had gone back and begged my father for that massive order to help Perry.

Even after years of no contact, my father still couldn't bear to turn me away. He agreed without hesitation.

Now that I had finally come to my senses, he could finally breathe easy. Still, his voice shook with both anger and heartbreak.

"Great! Get it done as quickly as possible. You finally see him for what he is. Don't worry. I've got you. That brat is going to regret this!"

I hung up, his anger still echoing in my ears, but I slowly calmed down.

Canceling the order outright would be letting them off too easily.

After talking it through with my father, we decided not only to keep the billion-dollar deal in place, but to have his most trusted assistant, Jenson Abbott, approach Faye with an unusually eager attitude.

Faye, of course, took it as proof that her so-called socialite charm had completely won over the client. She went all in, showing off every trick she had picked up from that training program.

Leaning forward, deliberately showing off her collarbone, she spoke in a sugary voice to Jenson, a man who had seen decades of business ups and downs.

"Mr. Abbott, don't worry. Anderson Corporation values its reputation above everything. I'll personally make sure you're satisfied with this partnership."

Jenson calmly adjusted his glasses and responded in a neutral, businesslike tone. "Since you're so sincere, Ms. Dawson, there's no need to rush into something as crude as a deposit. It might hurt the goodwill between both sides."

Hearing that, Faye became even more convinced of her own irresistible charm. Right there on the spot, she patted her chest and ordered production to start immediately.

When Perry found out, not only did he see nothing wrong, but he also treated Faye like a miracle sent from heaven. That very night, he brought her home without a hint of shame, showing off right in front of me.

"I told you, Faye's the real deal. That's how a true socialite gets things done. She scored a billion-dollar deal, just like that. That's way better than you, grinding away like some workhorse."

He wrapped an arm around her, openly belittling me, and then added something even more disgusting.

"And she's just as impressive in bed."

I had been busy these past few days taking over parts of my father's business, getting familiar with operations, so I hadn't been home. I never expected that the two of them would turn my house into their little love nest.

I looked at them coldly.

"Get out. This is my house."

Faye's eyes immediately turned red. She shrank into Perry's arms, her voice trembling like she was on the verge of tears.

"Please don't be mad, Wanda… I've just been so exhausted. There's so much to handle with the order, and I couldn't keep up. I only came here to rest for a bit…"

Perry pointed straight at me.

"What's your problem? Do you have any conscience at all? Who do you think she's working this hard for? And instead of comforting her, you're kicking her out?"

I let out a sharp laugh.

"I have no conscience? Ever since she took over, I've been cleaning up after her every single day. I was the one apologizing and winning back all the clients she pissed off. So how did all the credit end up being hers?"

The moment Faye heard that, she lifted her head from his arms and snapped back without hesitation.

"If you think I stole your credit, then fine! All those client orders you recovered, we don't need any of them. With this billion-dollar deal, who cares about those scraps?"

Perry didn't even pause before agreeing.

"Faye's right. With a deal like that, those small orders don't matter."

Looking at the two of them, completely blinded by greed and vanity, I felt nothing but a cold laugh rising in my chest.

Fine. They said it themselves.