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I calmly looked at Roy, the man I entrusted myself to.
Although he was not a very ambitious or competitive man, he was born into a family as wealthy as mine with good looks.
For people from powerful families like us, marriage was less about one’s true feelings but was more about the pursuit of maximum benefits.
I had to confess that I didn’t love Roy very much, let alone treat him with tenderness and admiration.
As the second son of the Morrison family, Roy had no advantage in the competition for the inheritance, considering his elder brother, Hank Morrison, occupied a rather important position in the Morrison Group, while his illegitimate younger brother, Alan Morrison, won the favor of the elders.
So, pursuing me was his best choice.
The Morrison family and the Hawkins family were respectively recognized as the most affluent families in the northern and southern regions of the country. As the only heiress to the Hawkins family, I had the undoubted right to dispose of my family business.
At that time, our families were negotiating about a five–year cooperation in new energy resources, and Roy treated me so
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tenderly and never defied me during that period of time.
Meanwhile, due to a disagreement with somebody, I married Roy in a fit of pique.
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Then, I stared at Roy coldly. “Frank will take over the Morrison and the Hawkins Group someday. You really think it’s good for him to grow up without any guidance or restraints?”
“A spoiled heir will be very likely to ruin your family business that you take over from your forefathers,” I added.
Roy wavered after hearing that. Just as he looked at Frank, who was still weeping, Karen cut in timidly, “Gloria, don’t be an alarmist. Taking a short break doesn’t mean Frank will be ruined. He is only eight years old. You can’t rob him of his childhood for money.”
Then, she looked at Roy with pitiful eyes. “Roy, what do you think?”
Roy lowered his head to show her a smile and put her back into the wheelchair. Then, he carried Frank with one hand and railed at me, “You really should learn how to be a tame woman like Karen. Be a good mother, and stop just talking about money all the time. You look impersonal.”
Sneering, I glared at the loving family in front of me and retorted, “May I remind you that Frank is my son. An outsider like her shouldn’t have any right to intervene in his education, right?” After saying that, I provoked Karen with my eyes.
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Roy was terrified as he looked at Karen and shouted at me, “Watch your mouth, Gloria! Karen saved my life, and my son will be hers. It’s a warning–never call Karen an outsider ever again as long as I’m still in this family. You dare to say that again, and I will definitely make you regret it.”
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After that, he wheeled Karen out in her wheelchair with Frank.
The joyful laughter leaped into the house just after a while.
Standing on the balcony on the second floor, I saw Frank riding on Roy’s shoulders and Karen smiling with satisfaction, and sighed at the younger vision of me.
If I hadn’t been so strong–headed, maybe Roy could have lived a happy life with Karen without me as their barricade.
As Roy backed her, Karen became even more cocky. She stopped asking about my opinion and directly managed the family affair on her own.
Watching Karen and Roy flirting, I even felt pity for them since they couldn’t just fuck in this very house.
Karen ruined her life just for a hypocritical man like Roy. I wondered whether she was gonna regret this decision someday.
As for Frank’s education, I could tolerate them looking after and playing with him, but I would always be at the helm of Frank’s cultivation.
I told the vice president of the Hawkins Group to take care of all
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the unnecessary cocktail parties while spending my nights reading with Frank and telling him stories.
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Every summer and winter vacation, I would take Frank to top universities around the world and lead him to the world of academics.
Meanwhile, I sent him to learn business administration regardless of the sky–high tuition fees.
I could tell that Frank didn’t like my seriousness, but as he grew up and had a wider horizon, he started enjoying talking about life with me and sharing his unusual but wonderful thoughts.
Every time I brought Frank out for more than half a month, Karen would bombard me with numerous calls, asking me to put more clothes on him or not to put strange foods in his mouth.
Seeing Frank frowning at those calls, I asked him with a smile, “Frank, do you think that I have been too strict with you since your childhood and am not as gentle and caring as Karen?”
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