I Chose Divorce After My Wife's Assistant Thrashed Me as A Gigolo

Mr. Carson’s eyes flickered with hesitation but quickly regained composure. "Nonsense. I’m just stating the facts. Everyone at this table earned their success through hard work—except you. You’re just a freeloader. And as a client, if I tell you to drink, you drink. Understand?"

Laughter erupted around the table, their mockery filling the air.

I let my gaze sweep across the circle of men before I spoke, my voice chillingly calm. "Mr. Carson, I admit that I am quite good-looking, but I don’t particularly like being called a ‘kept man.’ I suggest you refrain from using that term in the future.". My smile faded. "Because if you don’t, I might just get angry."

By the end, my eyes had darkened and a sharp chill filled the air. "If I get angry, I’m afraid no one sitting here will have a good time."

The moment those words left my mouth, Theo shot up from his seat, his expression twisted with disdain.

"Rudy, stop acting tough. You think anyone here is scared of you?" He sneered. "Others might not know your true status, but I do.". His voice dripped with contempt as he continued, "Mr. Harper told me long ago that you only managed to join the Harper Family because of old family ties. From beginning to end, General Manager Harper never truly acknowledged you."

I narrowed my eyes at him, my gaze turning cold. "Oh? Is that so? Did Anna really say that?"

Theo nodded smugly, his eyes gleaming with malicious excitement. "Of course. Ms. Harper has wanted to divorce you for a long time. You’re the one shamelessly clinging on and refusing to leave."

For a moment, his words left me stunned. I couldn't immediately tell whether he was fabricating things or if there was some truth behind them. But one thing was certain—an assistant wouldn’t dare to challenge me so openly unless someone was pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

I needed to get to the bottom of this. I had to confront Anna in person.

As I moved to stand up, a heavy hand clamped down on my shoulder, forcing me back into my seat.

"The wine hasn’t even been drunk yet. Where do you think you’re going?"

I slowly lifted my head, my expression unreadable. "Where I go is none of your concern. You’re just an assistant. Know your place."

Theo snorted, his eyes unwavering. "As long as I’m here, you’re not going anywhere."

I studied the man before me, baffled by his audacity. Just where did he get the nerve to act this way?

"Assistant Theo," I said calmly, "I am officially informing you that you are fired."

Rather than backing down, Theo’s arrogance only grew. He burst into laughter. "You? Fire me? Do you even have the authority?"

He scoffed, crossing his arms. "You should take a good look at your own position before speaking so recklessly."

I exhaled sharply and stood up, shoving him back. "Theo, you’ve provoked me again and again. Do you really think I’m someone you can just trample over?"