Dream Shattered After Three Toasts

She knew the company was the only thing my parents left me, but in order to make Jason feel better, she wouldn't even hesitate to frame me and send me to jail.

What a touching love story.

My furious face made Wendy laugh.

"Humiliating, isn't it? All these years, when I was being humble and submissive in front of you, this was how I felt! Now, you get to experience it too!"

As I looked coldly at Wendy, the last trace of hope in my heart faded.

The air of superiority she currently put on was a stark contrast to the humble and pleading look she had when she sought my help all those years ago.

The love I had poured into her over the years had transformed her from someone weak and insecure into a bold and proud person.

Little did I know, all she felt for me was endless resentment.

It was said that the first thing a cripple would do upon recovering was to throw away their crutches. I, the person who had witnessed her most embarrassing moments, should have exited the stage long ago.

I was taken to the police station, but I was out in a mere five minutes.

When I saw the abusive private messages that the public sent me, I immediately called my assistant.

"The collaboration with the Sanders Group is off; we've split off all the projects. I’ve clarified everything with the police. Withdraw all financial investment in the Sanders Group immediately. I don’t want to see the Sanders again!"

Upon receiving my orders, the public relations department of the Yates Group quickly sprang into action.

They posted a video of the wedding day online, exposing the truth.

The people who had previously attacked me online realized they had been played and redirected all their anger onto Wendy.

Even though she tried to come forward to explain, it was to no avail.

While I was busy cleaning out the internal traitors in the company, Wendy started to stir up trouble again.

She publicly livestreamed her accusations against me.

[All you see in public is how much Leslie Yates loves me, but what you don’t realize is that every moment I was with him, I was under tremendous pressure!]

[He’s already so wealthy, yet he still forced me to run a business myself. If he had truly cared for me, he should have let me relax at home instead of forcing me to learn about something as boring as finance!]

[If it weren't for Jason's support, I would’ve broken down long ago! I hereby declare that my brother, Jason Sanders, will take over the Sanders Group in the future!]

I scoffed as I watched her tearful accusations.

Years ago, she cried and told me that she felt useless and wanted to improve herself.

Therefore, I spent a large amount of money hiring a personal tutor and paid to get her into a top college.

Now, these acts were twisted into evidence of my supposed abuse of her.

Just as I was about to close the livestream to avoid the eyesore, my phone was bombarded with messages from my assistant.

[Mr. Yates, all resources for the collaborative projects between the two companies have been seized by the Sanders Group!]

[Several key technical employees have also been poached by the Sanders Group. Because of this, our major projects are stalled, and our company is in chaos!]

[Not only that, Ms. Sanders has also taken away the immunity injection for your grandfather that took you seven years on the waiting list to obtain! Your grandfather is now fighting for his life in the hospital!]

My fingers turned white gripping my phone. I angrily went to Wendy to confront her.

"Wendy Sanders, I've already canceled our wedding! How could you seize resources from a cooperating company? Do you have no shame?"

Wendy was not wearing her usual professional suit and was instead in a red dress. She remarked casually, "In the business world, everyone relies on their own ability. I beat you fair and square. Don’t blame me for your incompetence! Instead of yelling at me, shouldn't you spend time with that old man? Without the immunity injection, he might not make it to next week…"