Revenge of the Adopted Child

The Secret Behind the Plan

This afternoon, Almero and Valton sat on the sofa next to the Xander family home. It was a comfortable family retreat, with the scent of flowers wafting in the breeze.

"Somehow, I feel like Mr. Valton has another agenda behind this marriage," Almero said firmly. "If he didn't have a plan, how could he have chosen me as his son-in-law?" he continued, watching Mr. Valton closely.

Mr. Valton wasn't surprised by what Almero had said. He knew this man had strong instincts.

"You are very observant, and that's why I chose you to be my daughter's companion," he said firmly. "I've asked my men to investigate everything about you, and you're simply a victim in the embezzlement of company funds," he continued.

"You must already know why I didn't refuse the marriage with Miss Edeline," Almero said matter-of-factly.

Almero now knew that the Xander family was one of the most influential families in the country, even far above the Greysoon family.  After considering all this, Almero had no reason to refuse to become Edeline's husband.

"My wife has terminal cervical cancer. The doctor said she won't live long, and her last wish is to see our daughter get married," he said, his eyes dimming. "And after investigating everything about you, we have agreed to choose you as Edeline's bridesmaid," he continued, looking at Almero.

"I never thought Mrs. Senna would be so seriously ill," Almero said with a sad look. "Does Miss Edeline know about this too?" he asked curiously.

"Senna forbade me from telling her," Valton said, rubbing his face angrily. "Only the three of us know, and I hope you can keep this secret," he told Almero.

"Mr. Valton, don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret, and you have my word," Almero replied quickly.

"I trust you, and that's why I'm telling you this," he replied briefly and firmly.

 "I don't love Miss Edeline yet, but I will try to make her happy, and I promise to be faithful to her," he said with a serious expression.

"If you break your promise, I will destroy you and make it impossible for you to rise again," Valton threatened, his jaw clenched. "After you officially marry my daughter, I will help you take revenge on them," he continued.

"I will remember this promise forever."

***

This morning, Almero had breakfast at the dining table with the Almero family. There was no conversation; everyone was busy finishing their plates.

"Almero, before you marry my daughter, I ask you to help me at the Xander Group company starting today," Mr. Valton said.

"Father, isn't that too soon?" Edeline objected without hesitation.

"Edeline, you know that Father always makes decisions that he believes are right; we don't need to doubt that," Senna said, gently stroking her daughter's hair.

 "As you wish, Mom and Dad." After speaking, Edeline immediately rose from her chair and left the dining table.

Once Edeline's back disappeared from the doorway, Almero spoke.

"I don't mind helping Mr. Valton," Almero said. The sooner he earned Mr. Valton's trust, the closer he would be to his goal of revenge.

"You'll work as a janitor! Don't ask why, you'll find out for yourself," Mr. Valton said with a straight face. "You need to observe everyone's movements in the company," Mr. Valton continued.

"Okay, I understand, sir." Almero thought he would be helping Mr. Valton manage the Xander family business, but the opposite happened. Mr. Valton asked Almero to be the janitor, but Almero didn't refuse.

Xander Group Company.

Jeff was still in the parking lot, leaning his back against the car. He was flipping through each file in his hand, his face filled with annoyance and disgust. After Almero was kicked out of the Greysoon family, he was now taking over the management of his family's company.

"Damn it, I've been reading it for a while, but why don't I understand the contents of this file?" he cursed, annoyed. He'd only known how to waste money, so it was natural for him to be clueless about business matters.

Jeff didn't want to think too much, so he decided to go into the company immediately. He'd just hand over the file and let the Xander company representative review it himself, he thought casually.

 Meanwhile, Almero was mopping the lobby of Xander's company. He had been working for about a month but still hadn't received any information, and he thought this job was much better than scavenging for bottles from the trash.

Almero was busy with his work, but he was watching and listening to the conversations of everyone who passed by. While he was busy working, someone suddenly kicked his mop, causing it to fall to the floor.

"Oh my God! I didn't see it," Jeff said, trying to provoke Almero into anger.

Almero was surprised to see Jeff there, but seconds later his expression returned to a calm expression. He tried to suppress his emotions, not wanting to cause trouble on his first day. Almero picked up his mop and returned to his work, ignoring Jeff.

Jeff gritted his teeth at Almero's calm demeanor. He couldn't accept being ignored, so he tried to find another way to provoke the man. Jeff wanted to get Almero fired from this job; he would rather see him homeless on the side of the road.

 "You loser, did you know that Abigail is officially my wife now? I really enjoy spending time with her in bed," Jeff said, trying to make Almero jealous.

"You really deserve a cheap woman like her." After uttering those demeaning words, Almero immediately left after cleaning most of the floor.

"Who are you calling a lowly woman? Damn it. She's my wife." Jeff was about to follow Almero, but he slipped and fell to the floor.

Several female workers who saw Jeff fall laughed and held their stomachs. Jeff was furious and immediately left the company, his face bright red, holding back a mixture of shame and emotions.

Meanwhile, Almero resumed his task of cleaning the fifth floor. He was mopping the hallway with his ears open, ready to listen to any conversation. He stopped in front of one of the rooms, whose door happened to be slightly ajar. He listened to the conversation taking place inside.

"Have you done what I said, Yoe?"

"Yes," the man in his forties replied.

 "Transfer the money to my account immediately!" he ordered bluntly.

"I'll do it right away. But the amount is too large, and I'm afraid Mr. Valton will find out if we embezzle some of the company's funds."

"Shut up and do as I say. Remember, without my help, you wouldn't be the financial manager of this company."

After overhearing the conversation, Almero immediately went to the cleaning supplies warehouse and replayed the recording on his phone. He made sure all the audio was clear as evidence.