Hearing this, he stopped pretending altogether and mocked, "Benefactor? Huh! You think that counts as a favor, throwing me stuff you didn't want like I'm some beggar? You never treated me like a human being, so I made sure you'd know what it feels like to be looked down on. Can't handle it now, can you?"
"You should've known long ago that all my projects came from Salma. How does it feel to be betrayed by the one closest to you?"
"Oh right, your so-called 'never-dying' parents too, always saying I had shifty eyes, telling you to stay away from me. One phone call from me and they had a car crash. They were still calling me before they died, begging me not to hurt you!" he laughed.
Hearing that, what else did I not understand? Adam didn't just steal my work, he was even connected to my parents' deaths.
I couldn't hold it back anymore. I clenched my fist and slammed it into his face. In an instant, his face was swollen and red.
But instead of fighting back, he deliberately fell backward with the momentum of my punch.
I tried to hit him again, but Salma's security guards held me down.
And she, still fuming, slapped me hard across the face and said, "Jason, are you crazy? Adam came out just to keep you company and this is how you treat him?"
Onlookers rushed in, eager to kick me while I was down.
Adam leaned weakly against Salma's shoulder, he covered his wound pitifully and whined, "Salma, I'm sorry. I just pointed out some of Jason's problems. I didn't expect him to take it so badly and hit me. Don't blame him. If it weren't for his early support, I wouldn't be where I am now. Let's just call it even today."
The fury in my chest only burned hotter. I struggled desperately and yelled, "Even? Why should it be even? Salma, how exactly did his company rise to success? Don't you owe me an explanation?"
Panic flashed through Salma's eyes, but she quickly calmed down. She said, "Explain what? I looked into it all back then. Adam was abroad the whole time. How could he have copied you? Besides, I always helped analyze your failures. You just did badly and now you want to blame others. Jason, I really misjudged you!"
With her statement, the crowd buzzed with judgment, "He's crazy. Even Salma said so and he's still trying to slander Adam? He doesn't even trust his own wife."
A woman said, "Look at the state he's in. Thank goodness the Lance Family went bankrupt early. Otherwise, he'd have ruined them anyway!"
Another man also said, "Salma, the product launch is about to begin. We can't let him mess it up."
Salma gave me a cold glance and dragged Adam away. She ordered, "Throw him out. Don't let him back in until the launch is over!"
I stared blankly at her departing figure and muttered, "Salma, we're done."
The guards dragged me out like a dog and threw me to the ground. I gave a bitter laugh, tidied up my messy clothes, looked at the building's entrance and made a call, "It's time. You can come in now."
After that, I packed my things and left the divorce papers on the living room table. Right before boarding my flight, I uploaded all the evidence online and pulled out my SIM card.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Adam was confidently giving a speech on stage about his rise to success, "Next, I will announce the latest research achievement from the Stone Group. It is ..."
Suddenly, the main doors burst open and a group of stern-faced people walked in.
Adam scowled and spoke harshly, "Who are you? Don't you know what kind of place this is? Get out now, or don't blame me for being rude!"
The person opposite showed no fear and signaled with his eyes.
Someone beside him immediately stepped forward and said, "This is a court summons. Our firm is suing you for stealing Mr. Lance's patented work. Please appear in court as scheduled."
