On my wedding day, my fiancée's adopted younger brother, Jason Sanders, suddenly stood up to toast us as we were exchanging rings.

"The first toast is for my sister. She gave herself to me last night so that I wouldn't feel insecure, making me her first man."

After he said that, he kissed my fiancée, ignoring the strange looks from everyone.

"The second toast is for my brother-in-law. Don't be fooled by my sister's usual aloof demeanor around you; she's actually very passionate in bed. Even though you're impotent, you've still struck gold."

My fiancée, Wendy Sanders, covered his mouth in a hurry and tried to laugh it off.

"He’s just rambling because he's drunk. Just ignore him."

But Jason broke free from Wendy and looked at me challengingly.

"The third toast is for everyone. Since Wendy is getting married today, I would like to personally put the ring on her finger. I'm sure no one has any objections, right?"

Amid the guests' astonished gazes, I replied with a smile, "You two siblings have such a deep bond; of course I have no objections."

Jason seemed taken aback for a moment. He then playfully grabbed Wendy's butt with a chuckle.

"See, Wendy? I told you Leslie is a generous man. From now on... I'll be the one taking care of you."

"Stop it."

Wendy swatted his hand away with a laugh, then turned to me.

"Jason just likes to joke. You're not mad, are you? Hurry up and give me the ring."

Despite her eagerness, I simply grabbed a glass of wine and splashed it all over her face.

"Is this funny to you?"

The wine dripped from her face onto her pristine wedding dress and ruined her perfect makeup.

"What the heck are you doing?!"

Jason frantically dashed forward to clean Wendy off while glaring at me.

Ignoring Wendy's distressed look, I chuckled coldly and threw the ring away.

"What the heck am I doing? I'm canceling the wedding to make way for you two lovebirds!"

Then, I turned around and walked away as everyone stared at me.

"Leslie Yates, you begged me for Wendy's hand in marriage for two years! How can you just cancel the wedding like this? Do you take our family for fools?"

Wendy's father, Adam, spoke unhappily, the threat in his words very clear.

Meanwhile, Wendy's mother, Mary, tried to smooth things over with a smile.

"Jason went too far this time, but we're all family now, so don't take it too seriously! Young people shouldn't be so uptight!"

I found Adam’s arrogant attitude utterly laughable.

He seemed to have forgotten that, without my support, the Sanders Group couldn't have grown from a near-bankrupt small company to one of the major enterprises in the city.

He had said a thousand good things when he persuaded me to take on the role of deputy CEO at the Sanders Group, but now that he felt they had grown powerful, he tried to flaunt his authority in front of me. How ridiculous!

"Family? I don't want a woman who sleeps with her own brother."

Meeting Wendy’s furious gaze, I spoke each word slowly and deliberately.

"She's disgusting."

"Shut up!"

Wendy angrily ran over and tried to cover my mouth.

However, Jason hugged her from behind and said pitifully, "Wendy, if he wants to leave, let him. It's good riddance. You only dated him to save the company anyway. You don't have to pretend anymore!"

"But..."

Seeing the hesitation on Wendy's face, I let out a self-deprecating smile. Years of sincere love turned out to be a complete waste.

"Stop right there, Leslie Yates! If you dare walk out that door, it's over for you!"

I turned and left, completely ignoring Wendy's threat.

In my car, I slumped helplessly in the seat, feeling utterly exhausted.

I irritably tugged at my tie. The festive decor in the car felt like a painful mockery.

Wendy and I dated for five years, but I was never the most important person to her even though I had obediently complied with her every wish and had even fractured three ribs to protect her during an earthquake.

At the time, she cried and swore to me that she would love me forever and that no one was more important to her…

But right after that, she left me alone in the hospital bed to comfort Jason, who had twisted his ankle.

During the month or so I spent alone recovering, she went on a holiday trip with Jason. She did not even send me a text to ask how I was doing.

At that time, blinded by love, I turned a blind eye to the ridicule and mockery, stubbornly believing that we would have a happy ending.

But on what was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, reality dealt me a heavy blow.

Recalling Jason's triumphant expression, my stomach churned.

But I couldn't throw up, only managing a pathetic dry heave.

Just then, my assistant called.

"Mr. Yates, because you called off the marriage, there are now negative rumors about you all over the internet. It has seriously affected the company's stock price..."

I quickly browsed the internet on my phone.

What greeted me was the latest trending news.

[Leslie Yates calls off wedding on a whim, suspecting bride of cheating with foster brother!]

The comments section was filled with ridicule.

[Everything he sees is dirty because he has a dirty mind. How did a disgusting man like him become a CEO?]

[He must be delusional, right? He's actively cuckolding himself!]

[Let's boycott the disgusting man's company! People who betray sincere love deserve to be punished!]

I trembled in anger and laughed when I read the ridiculous comments.

If people who betray sincere love deserve to be punished, then Wendy deserved to go to hell.

Just then, Wendy suddenly called me.

As soon as I answered, I heard her smug voice.

"I told you, if you dared to walk out on me, it's over for you! Consider this a small lesson. If you come back right now and get on your knees to apologize, then transfer 20% of the Yates Group's shares to my brother as compensation, I'll forgive you. Otherwise..."

"Leslie, this is supposed to be a happy occasion for you and my sister! Don't make her wait! Hurry up and come over to apologize! Oh, by the way, that Vacheron Constantin in your collection is pretty decent. You should give it to me as compensation too!"

"Get lost!"

After spitting out those cold words, I hung up. I then hurried to the company.

But when I arrived at the company, Wendy was already waiting for me in the conference room. She solemnly announced the cancellation of the partnership between the two companies.

"I will not cooperate with a company controlled by a criminal, and I certainly don’t want to marry him. Additionally, my brother, Jason Sanders, will be the deputy CEO of the Sanders Group from now on. Leslie Yates is dismissed."

I stood at the door of the conference room, watching Jason excitedly hug and kiss her.

The bitterness in my heart could barely be contained.

I suppressed the surging emotions within me and coldly strode into the conference room.

"You're an outsider here, Wendy Sanders. What right do you have to run wild at my company's board meeting without me present? Also, do I have to remind you that spreading false rumors is against the law?!"

Wendy looked at me and snorted.

"Instead of arguing with me, Leslie, you should think long and hard about how to explain things to the police later. After all, the fact that you pressured your employees to the point of suicide for the sake of increasing performance is now common knowledge!"

Jason added gloatingly, "Leslie, you shouldn't have been so ungrateful. Now, my sister will take over the Yates Group and give it to me as compensation!"

Ignoring his smug face, I turned to Wendy and stared at her with bloodshot eyes.

She knew the company was the only thing my parents left me, but in order to make Jason feel better, she wouldn't even hesitate to frame me and send me to jail.

What a touching love story.

My furious face made Wendy laugh.

"Humiliating, isn't it? All these years, when I was being humble and submissive in front of you, this was how I felt! Now, you get to experience it too!"

As I looked coldly at Wendy, the last trace of hope in my heart faded.

The air of superiority she currently put on was a stark contrast to the humble and pleading look she had when she sought my help all those years ago.

The love I had poured into her over the years had transformed her from someone weak and insecure into a bold and proud person.

Little did I know, all she felt for me was endless resentment.

It was said that the first thing a cripple would do upon recovering was to throw away their crutches. I, the person who had witnessed her most embarrassing moments, should have exited the stage long ago.

I was taken to the police station, but I was out in a mere five minutes.

When I saw the abusive private messages that the public sent me, I immediately called my assistant.

"The collaboration with the Sanders Group is off; we've split off all the projects. I’ve clarified everything with the police. Withdraw all financial investment in the Sanders Group immediately. I don’t want to see the Sanders again!"

Upon receiving my orders, the public relations department of the Yates Group quickly sprang into action.

They posted a video of the wedding day online, exposing the truth.

The people who had previously attacked me online realized they had been played and redirected all their anger onto Wendy.

Even though she tried to come forward to explain, it was to no avail.

While I was busy cleaning out the internal traitors in the company, Wendy started to stir up trouble again.

She publicly livestreamed her accusations against me.

[All you see in public is how much Leslie Yates loves me, but what you don’t realize is that every moment I was with him, I was under tremendous pressure!]

[He’s already so wealthy, yet he still forced me to run a business myself. If he had truly cared for me, he should have let me relax at home instead of forcing me to learn about something as boring as finance!]

[If it weren't for Jason's support, I would’ve broken down long ago! I hereby declare that my brother, Jason Sanders, will take over the Sanders Group in the future!]

I scoffed as I watched her tearful accusations.

Years ago, she cried and told me that she felt useless and wanted to improve herself.

Therefore, I spent a large amount of money hiring a personal tutor and paid to get her into a top college.

Now, these acts were twisted into evidence of my supposed abuse of her.

Just as I was about to close the livestream to avoid the eyesore, my phone was bombarded with messages from my assistant.

[Mr. Yates, all resources for the collaborative projects between the two companies have been seized by the Sanders Group!]

[Several key technical employees have also been poached by the Sanders Group. Because of this, our major projects are stalled, and our company is in chaos!]

[Not only that, Ms. Sanders has also taken away the immunity injection for your grandfather that took you seven years on the waiting list to obtain! Your grandfather is now fighting for his life in the hospital!]

My fingers turned white gripping my phone. I angrily went to Wendy to confront her.

"Wendy Sanders, I've already canceled our wedding! How could you seize resources from a cooperating company? Do you have no shame?"

Wendy was not wearing her usual professional suit and was instead in a red dress. She remarked casually, "In the business world, everyone relies on their own ability. I beat you fair and square. Don’t blame me for your incompetence! Instead of yelling at me, shouldn't you spend time with that old man? Without the immunity injection, he might not make it to next week…"