Going on a Rampage When They Teamed Up

Grandpa will be announcing his will at his birthday banquet. Apparently, I only possess the right to inherit the family's assets if I'm in a stable relationship with someone.

I beg my girlfriend, Hannah Samson, countless times to have our relationship publicized. But she keeps using her overtime shift as an excuse.

Today, she finally yields to me. "Alright. You should attend the family meeting first. I'll be there soon."

The moment I step into the manor on my own, I hear my relatives' mocking laughter surrounding me.

"You keep claiming that you're busy with your career every day. To think that you can't even bring your own girlfriend to this meeting! You do realize that your inheritance right depends on your partner, right?

"Don't tell me you lied to us about having a girlfriend!"

I clutch my phone tightly, feeling my palm going clammy with sweat.

Time slowly ticks past. Just as Grandpa is about to read his will out loud, someone pushes the front door open abruptly.

I turn around in delight, only for my smile to freeze on my face.

Isaac Letterman, the fake heir, smiles wanly at everyone, his hand still laced with Hannah's.

"Sorry, we're late."

As I stare at the duo, I feel my heart plunging into an icy abyss.

Then, I turn back to look at the relatives, who were mocking me earlier.

"You said you wanted to see my girlfriend, right? That's her right there."

Mom frowned and interrupted me before I could finish my sentence.

"I know you and Isaac haven't gotten along with each other since you were kids, but that doesn't give you the right to run your mouth. Besides, Hannah already introduced herself as Isaac's girlfriend when she visited us three days ago."

Mom's words were like sharp blades that stabbed themselves into my heart.

Hannah Samson and I had been in a relationship for the past eight years. We became a couple during our freshman year at university, but no one knew we were dating.

Hannah would get extremely angry whenever I mentioned wanting to make our relationship public.

"We're from two different worlds. I can already tell what everyone will think about me if they find out that we're together. They'll think that I'm only where I am today because of you. Can't you put yourself in my shoes for even a second and think about how that will affect me?"

I believed Hannah whenever she told me that she needed to work overtime at the company. I even convinced myself that she was working so hard so that she could proudly stand before my family one day.

How ridiculous.

Our eighth anniversary as a couple was three days ago, but Hannah told me that she needed to go on a business trip.

It turned out that her so-called business trip was accompanying my brother, Isaac Letterman, to meet the other Lettermans as his girlfriend.

I stared at Hannah. My voice trembled uncontrollably when I asked, "What are you doing here, Hannah? Have you forgotten that I'm your boyfriend?"

I clenched my fists and stared at her unwaveringly. I wanted to know what other excuses she would come up with.

Hannah swallowed nervously as she averted her gaze, saying, "I know that you're Isaac's brother, Mr. Colin, but I don't understand what you're trying to say. We didn't know each other beforehand."

I couldn't believe what she was saying. Although we had been together for eight years, she claimed we were strangers.

I couldn't help myself and burst out laughing. Tears streamed down my face as I continued to laugh.

Isaac pulled Hannah into his embrace.

"I understand how panicked you must feel because you'll lose your status as the successor for the family if you fail to bring back a girlfriend, Colin," he said in an innocent yet mocking tone. "But that doesn't mean that you can steal my girlfriend.

"Oh, that's right. We saw a pregnant woman who had lost her mind outside just now. Why don't you ask her out? She might be willing to give you a hand," he said while chuckling, his eyes shining with unbridled disdain.

Hannah, the woman I loved for the past eight years, chimed in to talk down to me as well.

"He's right. It's your own problem that you can't find yourself a girlfriend. The madwoman's a good match for you. Also, Isaac told me that you were begging on the streets before you returned to the Letterman family. The two of you are a match made in heaven."