When His Assistant Tried to Steal My Empire, I Took Everything

Once Makenna left, Frederick dismissed the servants, and the lively chatter of the living room instantly faded, leaving only me and Justin. I sank back onto the couch without showing any emotion, picking up the financial report.

Justin rubbed his forehead in frustration. "Genevieve, you're too sensitive. Makenna is just a secretary, and our relationship is purely professional."

I ignored him.

Justin knelt in front of me. "Genevieve, I'll never forget that without you, I might have never left that small town. You supported my education, taught me about the world, and single-handedly helped me become the CEO at Orion Enterprises. How could I ever betray you? I never will."

I set the report aside, silently observing him. Justin is the man I chose. I funded his education and, as he began to excel, kept him close, patiently imparting the wisdom my mother taught me.

Although I am a capital heir with a focus on profit, I've invested more patience in Justin than anyone else. At this moment, his carefully styled hair lay damp and limp, having been wet with water. He had just embraced another woman in front of me, yet claimed he would never wrong me. He still holds the CEO position at Orion, and every move affects the entire company. I hope he's wise enough to weigh the pros and cons.

"Justin, I taught you that lies and secrets should never enter the home."

The clock hands pointed to three as I rose and headed upstairs. Behind me, Justin's voice followed:

"Genevieve, don't you want my explanation?"

I paused on the staircase, not turning back.

"Justin, Makenna's conduct isn't sufficient for the role of executive secretary. I disagree with promoting her. I suggest transferring her away from the core of the company. She hasn't earned our trust."

Perhaps emboldened by the effects of the whiskey, Justin indulged in a rare moment of defiance. He shouted at me:

"Genevieve, from the day I met you, you've always been so high and mighty, sure of your victory. You're always composed, always able to step outside your emotions to handle everything. Have you ever panicked? Ever been afraid? Ever truly given yourself? I sometimes wonder, if I were to die one day, would you first weigh the benefits and losses, rather than mourn my death?"

I stood on the stairs for a long while, long enough for Justin to slump to the ground, muttering: "I knew it, I knew it, I'll never be as important to you as money."

I turned, looking down at him from the top of the stairs. "Without money, how could I have pulled you out of that small town? Don't accept my help only to turn around and question my decisions."