“It was just a precaution,” I replied. “But remember, you forced me into this situation.”
Brian had nothing to say in return, and their faces turned ashen.
“Thank you,” Oliver said to us. “We’ll handle it from here.”
Mom and I left, the weight of the past weeks finally lifting from my shoulders.
In the end, Grandpa Oliver didn’t transfer the funds, at least not officially.
Richard was removed from his CEO position, and Brian was demoted.
Seemingly unable to handle the blow to his pride, Brian resigned voluntarily.
Grandpa Oliver’s influence in the financial industry meant Brian would struggle to find work in the same field again.
Richard seemed determined to work until retirement, but Grandpa said it would be tough for him both mentally and physically.
Morgan, who used to wield power as the CEO’s wife, apparently started part-time work to maintain her lifestyle, but her character likely made it hard for her to keep a job.
I apologized to my friend who had set up the blind date.
“I’m really sorry about all this.”
“It’s okay. You didn’t know, right?”
I only shared what happened with the friend who introduced me to Brian. She just heard about him through someone else and wasn’t at fault.
Mom had initially been concerned about being a single parent, but I reassured her.
“I’m happy now and can live thanks to the support I’ve received.”
When I told her that, she smiled and said, “Thank you.”
After everything was taken care of, Grandpa Oliver told us to come over to his house again sometime.
I’m really grateful for his help in resolving the situation.
It was tough, but I’m happy now. So, it’s okay.
I have some good news, too. I’ve been promoted at work, something I earned through my own merit, not family connections.
I’m not interested in dating right now, but I’m satisfied with my current life.
I want to keep cherishing those who support me.
And maybe someday I’ll meet someone I really connect with, someone who values people for who they are, not where they come from.
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