"You're slandering Keanu like this. Do you have any idea how much damage those words could cause if they spread?"
"I order you to apologize to Keanu right now, or else…"
Before she could finish, I stepped out of the house, leaving only one sentence behind.
"That's all I have to say, believe it or not, it's up to you. Keanu is not as simple as you think."
After leaving, I took out my phone and dialed a number. The moment the call connected, a respectful voice greeted me. "Young Master!"
I gave a faint "Hmm" and asked, "Has my Uncle Kelvin's overseas inheritance been organized yet?"
The voice replied with deep respect. "Sir, your inheritance is so vast that it will take about another month to arrange fully."
After giving a few brief instructions, I hung up.
A long sigh escaped me, the weight in my chest heavy and tangled.
I had grown up in an orphanage. From the very start, I had no family to lean on, relying only on my own strength and struggling to survive.
A few years ago, Keira's father noticed my fighting spirit and perseverance. It was he who introduced me to Keira.
At first, she looked down on me because of my orphan background, convinced I was unworthy of her.
To win her approval, I poured everything into my work, bringing immense profits to the family's company.
In just a few short years, the company's market value had soared, and much of the credit belonged to me, the star salesman.
Last year, Keira's father fell gravely ill and passed away. Before his death, he appointed me as vice president of the Fanning Corporation to assist Keira in managing the company, and he personally arranged our wedding.
Although Keira was still reluctant, she ultimately agreed to fulfill her father's dying wish.
I had once sworn that I would never betray his trust, and that I would help Keira make the family's business flourish.
After our marriage, Keira refused to share a room with me and even brought Keanu into the company as her assistant.
Keanu had been her university classmate, and I'd heard they were close during those years, though her father had disapproved of them being together.
Less than a month after her father's passing, Keira openly brought Keanu into the company.
I had confronted her about it, but she met me with a hard, impatient glare. "Gael, are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
"Remember this, you're nothing more than the family's live-in son-in-law. If my father hadn't brought you into the company, you'd probably still be working in some factory, tightening screws all day."
"There's nothing improper between me and Keanu. It's not as filthy as you imagine. Can you stop being so petty?"
Since Keanu joined the Fanning Corporation, my relationship with Keira had taken a steep dive.
Not only did she spend countless nights away from home, but she would openly berate me, always for Keanu's sake.
Within the company, my position as vice president felt smaller than his role as a mere assistant.
Half a month ago, while I was away on a business trip, my Uncle Kelvin's butler came to me with unexpected news: my uncle had left behind a vast fortune, waiting for me to inherit.
I had first taken the butler for a con artist and brushed him aside.
Yet, when he presented undeniable evidence, I, still torn between disbelief and curiosity, followed him to the Harington family's ancestral home.
There, I came face-to-face with my parents' memorial tablets, and for the first time, I noticed the faint but certain resemblance in our features.
And then, the truth struck: the half-diamond pendant I had carried all my life was no trinket. It was the Harington family's treasured heirloom, its legitimacy confirmed beyond doubt.
