My Father Wouldn’t Let Me Inherit the Family Business Because He Loved that Mistress

Jerome suddenly pushed me away, his steps moving forward unconsciously, but he stopped after only two steps. He clenched his fists, his eyes full of heartache.

The guests looked at each other and whispered among themselves.

"Who is this person? So bold, daring to snatch Mr. Gilmore’s son-in-law."

"Yeah, she's already married, yet still coming to make trouble. She's really shameless."

Anna was being mocked, but her face was still filled with arrogance.

I looked at Jerome and said in grievance, "Who is this girl? Jerome, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?"

The veins on Jerome’s restrained forehead bulged, yet he didn’t say a single word.

"Jerome, since you married me, you should settle down. Don’t let them dance in front of me, okay? I’m scared …"

Perhaps because I acted too weakly, they didn’t take me seriously.

Jerome softly comforted, "Anna, it’s not what you think. Go home first, I’ll explain to you later, okay?"

Anna still wanted to hit me, but her father, thinking of the bigger picture, stopped her with a loud shout. So, she stormed off angrily.

As I stared straight at her back, my eyes filled with intense hatred. That was because my mother's death was inseparable from Anna, her mother and brother.

This time, as I returned to the country, I wanted the family estate, the truth ... Each one of them!

After such a scene, both my father and Jerome had no mood to deal with the guests. So, I just took the chance to mingle with the big shots from all walks of life.

From the current situation, I was undoubtedly the sole heir of the Gilmore Group and seeing that I was so easy to manipulate, those shrewd people all tried to curry favor with me, yet their eyes revealed greedy and calculating light.

My informant in the Gilmore Family villa told me my father had just said the plan to announce their identities would be postponed and several people started to cry and made a fuss.

My father coaxed Celia and his pair of illegitimate children for a long time. Even Jerome, who should have been entering the bridal chamber with me, used the excuse of urgent business to rush over.

They must have come up with some kind of plan before finally appeasing the three of them.

In the end, Jerome held Anna in his arms back to her room, only to come out two hours later.

Jerome returned home at three in the morning and went straight to the study to sleep.

The next day, Celia, my father’s secretary, was promoted to financial director. Robert parachuted directly from the headquarters’ lowest level to the president of a subsidiary. Anna also received a beautiful riverside villa.

Meanwhile, I, his legitimate daughter, still hadn’t even stepped through the doors of the group’s headquarters.

I didn’t care whether I went in because having my people inside was enough. Well … more precisely, my mother’s loyal people.

I heard my father was going to set up a foundation named “Roona Foundation.”

What a ploy! Who doesn’t know it was built for Robert and Anna?

After Jerome left for work, I dialed a number.

"You can act now."

"And also, Robert went to the subsidiary. He’s a useless fool, greedy and lustful. Make him cause as big a mess as possible."

Just as I hung up, the front door lock clicked.

I thought Jerome had forgotten something, but it turned out to be Anna, with three thugs behind her.

Seeing the results of my work from last night, I instinctively shrank my neck, trembled all over and moved toward the living room.

"You… what do you want? How do you have my house key?"

"Breaking into a private residence… that’s illegal!"

I trembled as I reached for my phone to call the police, but Anna contemptuously slapped it away.

She kicked me to the ground, grabbed my hair and forced me to look up.