Chapter 295



“Stan, have you lost your mind? Are you that giddy over the money I threw your way?” Dean taunted, his irritation mounting. “If you don’t get out of here, I’ll make sure you’re removed.”

Fueled by anger, Dean strode over and flung the door open, only to be met with an unexpected sight.

Behind Stan was an imposing group of bodyguards, all standing at attention under Stan’s direct control.

Stan’s eyes met Dean’s with a dark, menacing intensity.

“Dean, you’ve celebrated your victory too soon.”

Caught off guard, Dean’s confident demeanor faltered, replaced by a look of shock.

Stan’s satisfaction grew at the sight, but his smile soon faded into a grim, cold expression.

“Seize him!” Stan commanded.

Dean snapped back to reality, fury igniting within him. “Stan, have you lost your mind? I am the heir to the Reeves family, the CEO of the Reeves Group. Who do you think you are to touch me?”

Dean turned his rage toward his men. “And you all, are you out of your minds? Remove this lunatic immediately!”

Despite Dean’s furious commands, the bodyguards remained unmoved, their allegiance clearly not with him.

Dean’s commands fell on deaf ears. Even the most oblivious observer could tell that something was wrong.

At that moment, Melinda appeared, stepping into the room from behind Stan.

Although Melinda had long cooperated with Stan, her affections had always leaned toward Dean. However, Dean’s continuous oversteps and irresponsible actions had pushed her to reconsider her alliances. Watching Kallie’s rise in stature within the Nixon family had stirred fears about her own standing and future.

After witnessing the grandeur of the banquet the Nixon family had held for Kallie and sensing the shifting tides, Melinda had pledged her loyalty to Stan, recognizing him as her most viable option for security and advancement. Dean’s unreliability had become too great a risk for her ambitions.

Dean’s expression contorted from shock to outright fury upon seeing Melinda standing confidently behind Stan. “Melinda?” His voice rose to a roar, hurling threats across the room. “What is the meaning of this? Have I been betrayed? Come here, Melinda! Or I swear I’ll divorce you and kick you out, you thankless traitor!”

Melinda absorbed Dean’s vitriol with a twinge of sadness but felt mostly liberated. She looked at Dean with clear contempt and spoke with deliberate calmness.

“You’ve been blind, Dean. Jake had his doubts about Stan’s real identity for a long time. You were just too arrogant to see it. Do you even understand why he shares your family name? Your father was a ladies’ man and he had his share of secrets. The Reeves family tree branches are wider than you know.”

Dean’s face flushed with indignation as he struggled to defend his family’s honor. “That’s absurd! My parents were devoted to each other. I was the golden child. If not for my grandpa’s affection for Jake, everything would rightfully be under my control. There’s no chance my father had other children.”

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