ログインThree days after I returned to the city, I got a call from Aunt Sierra's assistant. She asked me to meet her at a private members' lounge. When I arrived, Aunt Sierra was seated by the window, turning a rosary in her hands. It had only been a few days since I'd last seen her, yet she looked ten years older. A few more strands of white showed at her temples, but her gaze remained sharp, still carrying the calculating scrutiny of a businesswoman. I stepped forward, my tone respectful as I called out, "Aunt Sierra."At that, she glanced up and gestured to the chair across from her. "Have a seat.""Jasper, you've worked hard these past few days," she said casually, pouring me a cup of coffee. "If it weren't for your ideas, I doubt the company's stock would've held steady."I calmly accepted the cup with both hands. "You're too kind, Aunt Sierra. It's what I should've done. We're family, after all."Aunt Sierra held my gaze. Out of nowhere, she changed the topic. "But there's so
A week later, Aunt Sierra's PR team stepped in. A letter from her lawyer and a psychiatric evaluation request were delivered to Uncle Gary's home. In an instant, public opinion shifted. The narrative quickly turned into one where Calvin was said to be suffering from severe delusional disorder and histrionic personality disorder. It was framed as the result of jealousy toward me and an obsessive need to climb the social ladder. The revelations at the birthday celebration were dismissed as nothing more than the delusions of a mental breakdown. Although gossip about Aunt Sierra's family affairs continued, the "deranged rumor" story became an official shield, and the stock price finally stabilized. As for Uncle Roger, he received substantial compensation and backed off for the time being. Although Oliver wasn't his biological son, he had raised him for eight years, and they were deeply attached. Besides, Oliver was a well-behaved child. After learning what had happened, he ev
I stood off to the side, watching as Calvin drove everyone away and cornered himself with no way out. "That's enough, Calvin."I stepped forward, held out a tissue, and said gently, "You've scared everyone off. Have you been reading so many fantasy novels that you can't tell what's real anymore?"But he slapped my hand away. "Jasper Meyer! Drop the act!" Calvin spat, his eyes bloodshot. "I know you're laughing at me! You think I'm an idiot and that I'm done for!"I leaned in close to his ear and murmured, "Yeah, I was laughing at how stupid and greedy you were. You were handed a miracle, yet you used it to destroy yourself. "Accept it, Calvin. You're not some prodigy. You're just an ordinary guy who couldn't even make it through community college. Just admit that you're a total failure."Calvin trembled uncontrollably, and the last of his hope shattered.When Uncle Gary came to and heard that Aunt Sierra was planning to sue them and demand compensation, he fainted again. M
Aunt Sierra tried to stop Uncle Roger. However, the courtyard was packed with onlookers, and she didn't dare make a scene. If this had happened behind closed doors, she could've paid to make it go away. But now, it was happening in front of half the town, along with city officials and her business partners. She was completely humiliated. And the one responsible for it all was Calvin. Aunt Sierra turned and fixed him with a vicious glare. "Well done, Gary. You really did raise a fine son. I came back to celebrate Dad's birthday, and I even thought about helping you all out. But this is how you repay me?"Uncle Gary dropped to his knees at once, wailing. "Sierra, please! It's all a misunderstanding! That brat must be possessed or something. We'd never dare cross you! Our whole family is depending on you!""Depending on me?" Aunt Sierra kicked over a chair. "From today on, don't expect a single cent from me! "Also, that bastard slandered me in public and ruined my reputation! Yo
Once again, Aunt Sierra was at a loss for words. She sank to the floor, clutching her head and letting out a sigh. Only then did Uncle Gary snap back to reality. He had no idea why Calvin had suddenly lost it, but right now, he needed a scapegoat. In the next second, he lunged at me. "Jasper Meyer! You bastard! You're just jealous Calvin stole your spotlight earlier, aren't you? So, you made this up to frame him? What kind of sick mind do you have?"I had expected it. As he loomed closer, I sidestepped effortlessly. Uncle Gary missed and nearly went sprawling to the ground.By then, Calvin's face had gone deathly pale, and he trembled uncontrollably. He instinctively looked at me, his eyes burning with fear and resentment. "Yes, it was Jasper! I heard him! I heard exactly what he was thinking! I was just repeating it!"Calvin's accusations drew everyone's attention toward me for a moment. Yet, I calmly spoke up. "Calvin, you should really think twice before speaking. You
Calvin's expression tightened, but the words kept spilling out before he could stop himself. "Uncle Roger, haven't you noticed? Oliver looks nothing like you. "He has a low nose bridge, and the mole on his chin… The longer you look, the more he looks like Mark Weber, the driver you fired eight years ago. "Oliver's illegitimate! Aunt Sierra had him with the driver! She even bribed a doctor to pass him off as yours. Damn! You really got played."In an instant, the bustling birthday celebration fell deathly silent. Every guest froze, mouths agape as they stared at Calvin in shock. And yet, the smile remained plastered across his face, stiff and unnatural. It was as if he hadn't even realized what he had just said. He was so used to parroting whatever he heard that he had long since stopped thinking before he spoke. It wasn't until the wineglass slipped from Aunt Sierra's hand and shattered against the floor with a sharp crack that Calvin finally snapped back to his senses. He







