Heir to Their Ruin
Language: en
At the family dinner where the division of family assets was decided, I tore up the inheritance waiver my father wanted me to sign in front of everyone. As the least-favored second son, it was the first time I had ever openly rebelled. My father slammed the table and shot to his feet. “You ungrateful bastard! Without my money, you’re worse than a dog!” Adrian fanned the flames beside him. “Dad, don’t be mad. Let him starve for two days, and he’ll come crawling back to beg you.” But none of them knew that the secret fund my grandmother left me had completed a controlling acquisition of…