The Deal They Couldn't Keep

I spent two years and went to a lot of wine-and-dine before finally snagging the 100-billion-dollar deal with Mr. Lawson, the industry leader. On the night of the signing, my fiancée gave my client to the fake heir who had just returned from his study abroad. I asked her why she did that, but she held the fake heir's arm and looked at him like she was heartbroken. "He already had it rough, getting sent away. You're his brother. Surely, you can help him." Chris Riverson had a smug look on his face as he mocked, "You might be Dad and Mom's real son, but you should study how I handle business. Otherwise, you'll just end up embarrassing the family." The bastard stole my client and had the gall to lecture me? I laughed mirthlessly and looked at my mother, but she seemed proud as she took Chris' side. She announced, "Chris is right. He studied abroad for two years and has more experience than you. Besides, he's been with the family for more than 20 years. He has a stake in the company. You must be tired after managing everything for two years. "Let him handle things from now on." I didn't bother arguing. After all, Mr. Lawson only signed that deal after triple-checking that I was the person in charge. He had also made it clear that he had the right to pull out at any moment if I were to leave. These people wanted Chris to take over so hard, did they? Fine, they could have it, but I wasn't going to clean up any of their messes.