The Hidden Heir Returns

Working across borders for six months, my buddy suddenly shared a notification update about my wife.

[Tomorrow we will hold our wedding ceremony. All our dear family and friends are welcome to witness our happiness!]

He grumbled at me. [We've been friends for so many years and you didn't even tell me you're getting married? That's so uncool!]

I froze.

Julia Carpenter and I had been married for three years. However, she said she couldn't hold a wedding for three years because a relative passed away.

Besides, I was thousands of miles away from her now ... who was she holding a wedding with?

I video-called her and asked her what was going on. She remained calm and composed, replying, "I lost at Truth or Dare with my friends and chose the dare."

I said nothing.

I hung up the call and immediately called my assistant. "Sell the three stores I just bought for my wife! She's getting married to someone else."

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After quickly handing over my work, I boarded the fastest flight back to Neanderthal, my home country.

When I arrived home, I found my villa decorated with decorative lamps and colorful decorations and two large pots of flowers on the gate.

A giant poster stood at my doorstep, showing my wife in a wedding dress, cheek to cheek with another man, smiling blissfully.

A large line of text at the bottom of the poster.

[Unforgetable Moment! Friends and relatives attending the wedding are kindly invited to Verdantia International Hotel.]

[May Julia and Jacob enjoy lasting happiness and love a lifetime.]

I suppressed my emotions and tried clicking my entrance password several times, but it showed "wrong password", then I switched to facial recognition mode, but it still showed "no such person found."

It seemed Julia had changed my password and deleted my facial recognition while I was thousands of miles away!

Clenching my fists, I headed straight to the hotel where the wedding was being held. As soon as I entered the hotel, I was stopped by a security guard before even stepping into the wedding venue.

"To attend a wedding, you must first give a gift!" he said.

Why should I give a gift at my own wife's wedding?

I pretended not to hear him and kept up my steps into the venue.

Seeing me ignoring him, he reached out and dragged me back.

"It's Mr. Schmidt's wedding party, the CEO of the Schmidt Group. If you can't afford a wedding gift, don't even think about getting in to freeload!"

Mr. Schmidt, the CEO of the Schmidt Group? My wife's affair was… with me?

Back then, my father was clamoring to retire, so he put the Schmidt Group under my name. But I refused to take over the family business, I was determined to build my own career.

So we made a deal ... if my own company wasn't listed on the stock exchange within five years, I would take over the Schmidt Group.

To prevent me from changing my mind, he still gave me a nominal position as CEO of the Schmidt Group.

Julia, however, said she couldn't hold a wedding with me! And who was that man on the poster?

Seeing me in a daze, the security guard shoved me and said, "Go, go away! Don't get in other people's way! I'm fed up with you beggars. You just barge into any rich family's wedding party. Don't you care about bringing bad luck to their joyous occasion?"

I took a deep breath and explained. "I'm the CEO of the Schmidt Group and I'm here to find my wife ...."

The security guard sneered and interrupted me. "What’s wrong with you, acting like this in broad daylight! Mr. Schmidt is inside toasting people!”

"Since I'm too lazy to bother now, just go!"

I showed him the wallpaper on my phone, which was a wedding photo of me and Julia.

To my surprise, the security guard burst out laughing.

"Bro, no offense, but you're crazy about being rich, huh?"

"You even dared to photoshop a picture of Mr. Schmidt's wife? Are you out of your mind?"