Jade was unaware that Ethan had gone to meet her foster parents. She was busy at the office when she heard that Ethan had been sent back at the gate. She was the one who had suggested the sack to the company's management, and they had acted on her advice immediately.As night fell, she finally left her office, looking exhausted.“Ma'am, many reporters and media outlets have called in. They all want to interview you,” her secretary informed her. “I asked them what the matter was, but none of them would speak or give me any details. I’m still trying to find out more.”Jade sighed and replied, “I’m too tired. Maybe tomorrow.”She got into her car and drove home. As she pulled out of the company parking lot, she noticed a crowd gathered at the gate. She didn’t think much of it and continued on her way.Upon arriving home, she stepped out of her car, stretched, and entered the house.“Welcome home, Ma’am,” the housekeeper greeted her with a warm smile.“Thank you,” Jade replied, returning
Ethan had already figured out that Jade was behind all of this. Determined, he stormed toward the entrance, but the security guards blocking the gate immediately stepped in his way.One of them threatened, "Take one more step, and I’ll have my colleagues come down on you. Don’t even try to act smart with me. I’ll make sure you look more handsome — in a way you won’t like."Fear prickled through Ethan. The memory of being beaten by Greg still haunted him, but he refused to back down. He stayed put, shouting at the top of his lungs, "I don’t deserve to be sacked! This is abuse of power! Jade, come out here! You were once my girlfriend — because you’re a gold-digger, you left me. Because you’re now screwing the chairman, you think you can do whatever you want? Get down here! I want you to look me in the eye and tell me I’m fired!"He continued yelling, his voice echoing through the area. Before long, a police car pulled up and parked nearby.Realizing he was attracting too much attention
Ethan gave up when the car went out of sight. He stood there, not knowing what to do or say. After some time, he stopped a taxi and returned to his apartment.Once inside, he called Ken."Connect me to another attorney, since you are not ready to handle my case," Ethan requested coldly, his face filled with anger. He felt Ken had betrayed him and was indirectly mocking him.Ken retorted, "No one would be willing to take up your case, Ethan. Who is it that you've really offended?"When Ethan heard this question, he sat up. He realized at that moment that it wasn't because Ken didn't want to take the case, but that someone was interfering and making it impossible.He pondered seriously and couldn't remember offending anyone. He replied, "No idea."Ken then sighed heavily before advising Ethan, "I tried taking your case to court, but I wasn't allowed to file it. So, there's nothing I can do, Ethan. You will have to split your paycheck with Clara until the powerful person gets bored of pl
Jade looked him in the eyes and then calmly replied, "I am now married, Ethan. If I leave my husband for you, what’s the difference between me and Clara?"Ethan stiffened in shock at her words. He paused, contemplating seriously, and realized Jade was right — if she agreed to divorce her marriage just for him, she would be no better than Clara.A complex mix of emotions flickered across his face."You may now leave, Ethan," Jade said dismissively.He felt his strength drain away. Lowering his head, he turned and walked toward the door. Without a word, he opened it and stepped out, walking away without looking back.Back in his office, Ethan found himself unable to focus. His mind replayed his mistakes — how foolish he’d been to abandon Jade for Clara’s lies. Frustration bubbled up inside him.He grabbed his phone and called Clara.“Hello,” her voice responded from the speaker.Ethan’s voice was harsh and filled with rage. “Disgusting bitch, daughter of Jezebel, hoe, broke-ass whore —
The director simply nodded in response, offering no further explanation.Ethan immediately left the office, not even bothering to settle into his own before reaching for his phone and dialing his lawyer, Ken.After the second ring, Ken’s voice sounded from the speaker. “What’s the matter, Ethan?”Ethan swiftly responded, “Where are you? We need to meet.”There was a pause on the line before Ken replied, “I’ll send you an address. Give me a sec.” Then he hung up.Ethan stepped out of the company building, aware that he was being gossiped about, but he didn’t care. Right now, his priority was ensuring that Clara and Greg didn’t get a dime of his money.He flagged down a taxi and got in. The driver headed to a nearby coffee shop where Ken was waiting. Ethan got out and walked inside.As Ethan entered, Ken looked toward the door, then quickly looked away. Ethan approached and stood in front of him, but Ken remained silent. When he finally looked up, he said curtly, “Excuse me, sir. I’m wa
Ethan’s anger had long since worn thin; even he couldn't summon rage anymore—only bitter amusement. His bloodshot eyes filled with tears, and a single tear slipped down his cheek as he looked at the shameless couple before him.His voice trembled with contempt as he spat, "You both are disgusting pieces of shit."A sneer curled his lips. "Dreaming of child support? You’ll never see a penny from me. Fuck both of you."Cursing softly under his breath, Ethan turned to leave. But Greg immediately stepped in his path."Not so fast, money tree," Greg jeered with a smirk. "Since you’re here, why don’t you lend me some cash? I swear, I’ll pay you back—promise."Ethan’s cheeks trembled with rage. His jaw clenched tightly, fists balled at his sides. Without a word, he fixed Greg with a silent, furious glare."Relax, man," Greg goaded, eyes gleaming. "It’s just three thousand dollars. You earn more than that in a day—"Before Greg could finish, Ethan’s fist shot forward, connecting sharply with