She Picked Her Love. I Ended Her Future

"There's no need for that anymore. Let's break up, Kiera," I said coldly.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.

Kiera panted heavily as the emotions she had been suppressing finally burst out. "I'm only doing all this for the sake of the company's growth! Any other man would've loved to be in your position, so why can't you?"

I ignored her twisted sense of reasoning.

Kiera continued as she usually did, iterating how crucial it was for the company to grow. She even promised to give me a share of the pie once the company went public.

I was getting tired of her building castles in the sky. I then raised my hand to cut her off, saying, "No need. I'll pack my things and go right now."

This was the first time in years since Kiera became CEO that she had been interrupted while speaking. She went red in the face and glared angrily at me for a long while before sneering.

"No! I'll go instead!" She snapped. She then left the house, slamming the door behind her.

I didn't go after her and continued silently packing my things instead.

Maelstrom Corporation had prepared a deluxe single-person staff dorm for me and told me I could move in whenever I pleased.

After packing my luggage, I called a moving company.

When most of my belongings had been loaded onto the movers' truck, I happened to see Trevor walking Kiera home.

Their hands were intertwined as they chatted merrily while walking together. Kiera's usually cold and distant demeanor had evaporated as she giggled while looking down at her feet. She seemed so warm and loving beside Trevor.

Trevor saw me before Kiera did. He immediately tightened his grip around her hand.

When Kiera noticed something was off, she followed Trevor's gaze and saw me standing right there. She then quickly let go of his hand.

She walked up to me, ready to give me another excuse just like she always did. But the sight of me putting my belongings in the movers' truck surprised her for a moment.

"Where are you going so late at night?" Kiera asked.

Was she blind? Couldn't she see the words "Hilton's Movers" emblazoned on the side of the truck?

I continued moving my things, but Kiera suddenly got in my way. She then shoved a shirt into my arms.

When I didn't react, she reached for the shirt and draped it across my chest.

"I know you've been really busy lately, and that you haven't had time to buy any new clothes. So, I bought this for you earlier at the mall," Kiera said.

Did Kiera get this for me? I usually wore XL size, yet this shirt was clearly an M.

I then took out the receipt from the plastic bag the shirt was in. It cost over one thousand dollars. Kiera had paid for this with her own card.

She didn't buy this for me. She clearly went to pick this out for Trevor.

How generous of her.

Two days ago, I had asked Kiera what she thought about a new shirt I had bought. It cost me 200 dollars.

In response, Kiera had snapped at me and berated me for wasting money. She spent an hour lecturing me on how money wasn't easy to come by, and that no amount of quality clothes could outshine good working capabilities.

What now?

Was she suddenly finding it easy to make money?

I put my hands in my pockets and gazed coldly at Kiera and Trevor.

"No, thank you. You know what people say—clothes make the man. I think it's best that you save this shirt for Mr. Horton," I said.

Trevor was in the middle of taking back the shirt when he heard what I said. He then angrily flung it aside and yelled, "What do you mean by that?"

He ran toward me, raising his hands to strike.

I stood where I was and swiftly slapped him across the face, making him fall to the ground.

"Since you hit me, it's only fair I do the same," I retorted.

Trevor's arms were skinny like breadsticks. He only managed to strike me before because he had caught me off guard.

Now I returned this slap in kind.

Kiera cried out in shock. She touched Trevor's swollen cheek, feeling incredibly sympathetic to him.

"Be civilized, Alfred! Why must you be violent? If you're going to leave, then leave! Don't ever come back again!" Kiera cried.