Dad suddenly let out a low laugh. He lifted his head and met Mom's gaze directly. That fake, gentle demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by sheer, unapologetic arrogance. "Honey, you keep saying you'll ruin me. I'm so scared." He spread his hands with a cold, empty smile. "But don't you forget—I'm not just your husband. I'm the Executive Director of Sterling Holdings with an 18% stake. Officially appointed by the board."
He squared his shoulders, his tone turning sharp and domineering. "Whether I've done anything wrong is for the internal compliance committee to investigate and the board of directors to decide. Not for you to pronounce with a few angry words." He paused, his gaze cutting across Mom and me like a blade, the smirk on his lips growing sharper.
"You're the Sterling heir
