Chapter 2

It was absolutely perfect.

I kicked Anton to the ground and sneered. "Do you think I'm the mistress, too?"

Guilt was written all over his face as he frantically shook his head. Just as he was about to explain, Callie suddenly shrieked and threw herself forward.

"Anton, are you okay?"

She wrapped herself around him and desperately shot him frantic looks.

After a brief exchange of glances, he slowly steadied himself, and a calculating glint flashed in his eyes.

When they saw him getting attacked, the guests erupted in outrage.

"You homewrecker! How dare you attack him!" A man nearby rolled up his sleeve and raised his arm as if to punch me in the face.

"Wait."

Anton's demeanor completely shifted from his earlier cowardice. "You've harassed me for years, Myrtle Wade. I've rejected you and told you my heart belongs to someone else.

"Today is my wedding day with Callie. I will not tolerate anyone ruining the wedding ceremony I painstakingly prepared for her.

"Leave now. Don't force me to have security drag you out."

I met his gaze with a cold smile. "Don't forget where this hotel came from, Anton. What right do you have to throw me out?

"Or do you think that once I'm gone, all your dirty secrets will stay buried?"

Callie stepped forward, still gripping Anton's hand as she said, "Myrtle, I know you've always liked Anton. You're upset to see us get married, but I'm the one Anton has always loved. You can't force feelings.

"We're married now, so I hope you'll stop bothering him again."

To be honest, their relationship didn't surprise me. Discovering their relationship was exactly why I resolutely decided to reclaim the company I had funded, staffed, and built from the ground up before growing it into the powerhouse it was today.

I kept everything hidden from Anton until now.

Part of me had worried I was being too harsh and heartless, so I wanted to give him one last chance. It was clear now that I had been overthinking.

Just as I was about to shove the Company Reclamation Notice in Anton's face, Peter's eyes darted around.

Suddenly, he raised his voice and yelled, "Oh, I get it now! You're the female secretary Callie told me about. You're the one who's always been eyeing Anton's company!"

I nearly laughed. With the tip of my shoe, I nudged Anton's foot and asked, "What world are we living in? When did I become your secretary?

"Does your father-in-law not even know what his own daughter does for a living?"

Before I could finish, a man beside me spat his gum straight in my face.

The hall burst into laughter.

"Hey, gold-digging mistress! Didn't you even do your homework on your target's net worth?"

"Doesn't she know who Anton is? He's a billionaire CEO with countless companies, luxury cars, and private villas under his control."

"See this hotel? Even this massive, extravagant wedding venue is all Anton's!"

"As for Callie, need I say more? She's not just a female president, but she also helps Anton run all his companies, closes massive projects, and boosts his company's value by millions of dollars. She has single-handedly pushed his company into the global top 100!"

Callie ran Anton's company, closed his deals and projects, and boosted his company's value to be on par with the world's top 100?

I was the one who had poured millions of dollars of my allowance into investing in him, time and again.

I was the one who had utilized my parents' connections to gather a network and resources for him.

I, an heiress, had swallowed my pride and endured countless business dinners to secure each of his projects.

I was the one who had pulled all-nighters to coach him step by step. I had even been forced by his narrow vision and utter lack of experience to take over what should have been his responsibilities.

Without my help, Anton would just be a penniless kid from the countryside who could barely scrape together tuition. With just talent and hard work, how many generations of his descendants would have to push and strive to achieve what he owned today?