After the first time, he had fucked her several more times. Though she desperately wanted to call the police, Horace not only had evidence against her father but also held the fact that he''d protected her at Meridian Dynamics over her head.


    Faye knew Horace was a psychopath and didn''t dare provoke him, so she did her best to avoid him.


    But tonight, she had to get information about her father''s illegitimate son. She needed to know who had managed to have a child right under her mother''s nose.


    After a dinner she barely tasted, under Horace''s half-coaxing, half-threatening gaze, Faye ended up following him back to the apartment she despised.


    When it was over, Faye fought back waves of difort and nausea, quickly got dressed, and turned to Horace. "You can tell me now, right?"


    Horace, having gotten what he wanted, leaned back against the headboard, satisfied. He lit a cigarette and said slowly, "You know the mother of your dad''s illegitimate son."


    Faye''s heart tightened. "Who?"


    "Cathie, the former finance manager at Yeaton Holdings. I heard she''s some kind of rtive from your mother''s side."


    Faye''s pupils contracted. A face instantly appeared in her mind-a face that always greeted her warmly as "Faye." She was the daughter of her mother''s great-uncle, a distant cousin who was nearly fifty and still unmarried.


    Faye thought about how Cathie would show up with gifts during holidays, always acting so warm and considerate toward her mother. A wave of nausea churned in her stomach.


    It was her.


    Cathie.


    After Cathie graduated from college, it was Faye''s mother who had personally brought her into Yeaton Holdings as family. It was her mother who had arranged for her to be in the finance department, specifically to keep an eye on her father''s finances.


    Faye felt a dizzying sense of absurdity, almost wanting tough.


    It was ironic. Unbelievably ironic.


    The very person her mother had installed to spy on her father turned out to be his mistress. Not only did she get into his bed, but she also gave him an illegitimate son?


    "How old is the bastard?" Faye''s face twisted with rage.


    "I heard he''s in middle school," Horace said, blowing a smoke ring.


    Cathie was a slick, sharp woman, a business school graduate. Transferring that


    billion dors for her father was undoubtedly her handiwork.


    Faye''s fists clenched. The thought that she had once trusted that woman as family made her blood boil. She''d been ying the devoted rtive to her mother while crawling into her father''s bed. And by giving him a son, she had secured her ce in his heart.


    And her father was the coldest of them all. For Cathie and that bastard, he had yed the part of good husband and father while


    secretly plotting to abandonne


    his wife


    and daughter and transfer his assets overseas for afortable retirement.


    Faye forced herself to calm down, her nails digging so deep into her palms that the sharp pain was a wee distraction.


    Now that she had the information, Faye didn''t want to stay another second. She grabbed her bag to leave.


    "Leaving already?" Horace sounded reluctant. "Will youe back again?"


    "We''ll see. be busy with family matters for a while," Faye replied then turned. "Horace, can you give me the evidence you have of my father''s legal embezzlement ofpany funds?"


    That was Horace''s leverage over Faye; he wasn''t going to give it up so easily. He just smiled. "Maybe some other time."


    Faye didn''t say anything else and walked out the door.


    Right now, she had to go home and fight for her inheritance. Once she had money,


    she never wanted to see Horace again, and she certainly didn''t want to be under his thumb.