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Rachel quickly took her son from Samuel, looking a bit flustered.
“Quincy, please don’t be upset. Samuel was just being nice. This kid has grown up without a dad, and today is his special day. Samuel was just helping him out.”
I stared at her with a half–smile.
“If that’s the case, now that Lily and I are here, shouldn’t you return Samuel to us? We’re the real family of three.”
Rachel looked shocked, but her son wasn’t having it.
“Dad, you promised to spend today with me and mom!”
The five–year–old shot me a fierce glare.
I raised an eyebrow. He’s already calling him dad?
Before I could respond, Samuel stepped in front of the mom and son, adopting a protective stance.
His tone was impatient.
“Quincy, you’re a parent too. Shouldn’t you have some empathy? Rachel and I grew up together. I’m just spending one day with them! Do you really have to make a scene?”
I laughed bitterly. Was Rachel’s situation my fault?
Just then, other parents began arriving w.
kids for Family Day. One of them came over to greet us.
“Good morning, Leo’s mom and dad! You guys always come together. Not like my husband, who claims he’s too busy for our child.”
Rachel awkwardly responded while panic flashed across Samuel’s face.
I couldn’t help but confront him. “Samuel, is this what you call just one day?!”
He got angry and embarrassed, grabbing my arm.
“Quincy, there are a lot of people here. Don’t make a scene!”
Then he lowered his voice, glancing at our daughter.
“It won’t be good for Lily if this escalates, you know what I mean.”
Lily, hearing her name, looked around confused.
She didn’t understand what was happening. She just clung to my leg, her tiny hand now sweaty.
Feeling her anxiety, I crouched down to pat her little ponytail, speaking softly.
“Don’t worry about anything when mommy’s here.”
I watched as Samuel walked away with Rachel and Leo.
Soon, they were surrounded by a crowd.
People were smiling and complimenting Samuel on his success, praising him for becoming a CEO at just over 30.
He was full of himself, practically glowing with pride.
Rachel looked up at him with admiration, clearly pleased to be seen with him.
Leo, still in Samuel’s arms, turned back to me and made a mocking face.
I couldn’t help but feel a cold laugh inside. Samuel was certainly getting cocky.
Even though I had cut back on my time at the company due to pregnancy and childbirth, I still held 75% of Flying Group’s shares. I was the real
boss.
He was just riding my coattails, and out of consideration for our marriage, I gave him a manager title.
I pulled out my phone and texted HR.
“John, remove Samuel from the manager position. Announce it internally next Monday”
Then I messaged the legal team.
“Luke, draft a divorce agreement between Samuel and me.”
Oh Samuel, if you want to live off me, you better check if I allow it first.
