Revenge of the Adopted Child

Thrown Away Like Trash

All the invited guests had left, leaving a trail of shame and humiliation in Almero's heart. What should have been the greatest achievement of his life had now turned into a tragic night he could never have imagined.

Almero glared at Okan, Rania, and Jeff, who were now sitting on the sofa, as if to show that they were the hosts. And he was just a vagrant they had deliberately picked up to reach the pinnacle of success.

"Why are you still in this house? Don't you know you're just an adopted child?" Jeff asked, staring at Almero with a sly grin.

Jeff crossed his arms arrogantly in front of his chest. He had been trying to suppress his arrogance around Almero, but his goal of becoming the heir had been achieved. He was free to act as he pleased, and he desperately wanted to get rid of that loser.

"You already knew about their plan," Almero hissed angrily.

"Of course, I'm their biological son," Jeff said, puffing out his chest in a display of pride that disgusted Almero into clenching his fists.

 Almero was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly as memories of the past resurfaced. No wonder Okan and Renia had always pampered Jeff. They never asked him for any office help at all. It turned out they were using him as a scapegoat to climb to the pinnacle of success.

Almero couldn't contain himself. His heart ached as he stared at Jeff reveling in his suffering. That man didn't deserve the success he had worked so hard and spent so much time and effort to achieve. He had never lived freely and had to undergo rigorous training since childhood to carry on the family business.

Almero stepped toward Jeff, his fists clenched, ready to land a punch in the man's face.

"Almero, don't touch my biological child, the child born from my womb," Renia said, pushing Almero away from her son.

"Oh... so all this time you were just pretending to be nice to me," Almero said, his jaw clenched.

 "I adopted you after the doctor said I probably wouldn't be able to conceive again after a miscarriage. We needed a family heir, so we went to an orphanage and adopted you. Not long after, I became pregnant with Jeff, and we've been planning all of this ever since," Renia said with a fierce glare.

"Yes, we deliberately let you do what you wanted all this time, all because you were still useful to the Greysoon family. We loved Jeff so much that we deliberately used you to reach the top and then we got rid of you. We wanted Jeff to get all the fruits of your labor. Jeff wouldn't have to work hard to grow this family business because you were here to make things easier for him. Now Jeff is ready to become the leader of the company! That's why we're revealing your true identity." Okan spoke loudly and sharply.

Almero's laughter echoed in the frozen air as he listened to Okan's words. Then he glared at them and said, "Do you think your beloved son can manage such a large company? He's never learned anything about business, and all this time he's been spending his time at nightclubs squandering money."

"How dare you underestimate me! You adopted son," Jeff said, his gaze sharpening.

Almero's laughter instantly vanished, trying to ignore Jeff's words. He glared at Renia and Okan fiercely before finally speaking, "If you really want to make him the heir, then why slander me for embezzling company funds? You're so cruel. If only you had told me the truth about my adopted son, and that he's not the heir to the company, then I wouldn't have objected at all, because I consider you all my family," Almero shouted, his voice almost trembling.

His eyes welled with tears, holding back deep sorrow; this truth was like a dagger piercing his heart.  His fists clenched even tighter, as if he were on the verge of losing control of his rising emotions.

“Do you think it’s right to call us your family? You’re just a worthless child abandoned by your parents,” Okan exclaimed, his face looking arrogant.

“We want to sever ties with you, and that’s why we deliberately planned this all along,” Renia said, glaring at Almero. “We have to save the Greysoon family’s reputation! And sacrificing the reputation of an adopted child like you is the right choice. Consider it a way to repay our kindness by providing you with so many luxurious amenities.”

“Now that you know everything, you should leave this place immediately. The Greysoon family home is closed to you,” Jeff said, crossing his arms arrogantly across his chest. “It’s time for trash like you to return to the streets.”

“Jeff, don’t be cruel. He could end up homeless if he doesn’t take anything with him. At least let him take the money we’ve prepared for him.” Renia spoke, glaring at Almero with disgust.

 Almero clenched his fists so tightly, he could feel the blood boiling beneath his skin after hearing their words. He glanced at each of their faces again, as if recalling all the insults they had hurled at him.

"Here's the money. You can start a new business with it," Okan said, throwing the suitcase full of cash to the floor.

Okan deliberately threw the money to the floor because he knew Almero's attitude. The man wouldn't compromise his dignity just for money. Okan deliberately spat near the money, crossing one leg arrogantly and proudly.

Almero truly couldn't believe he'd been fooled by their ruse. If only he'd known their intentions from the start, he swore he would destroy this company and this family.

Jeff grinned before standing up from his seat. "Let me help you get it," Jeff said, grabbing a wad of cash and throwing it at Almero's face with a gleeful laugh.

"Damn! How dare you do this to me, you bastard!" After speaking, Almero took a large step toward him and immediately threw his fists repeatedly at Jeff's face.

Renia and Okan, seeing this, immediately jumped up from their seats, their faces panicked.

 “Guards! Guards... help!” Renia shouted, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Okan, enraged, immediately grabbed Almero by the shirt and repeatedly punched him in the face. Almero could only bite his lower lip, holding back the pain and grief. Almero could have easily fought Okan, but he couldn't. He couldn't physically harm this man, even though deep down, Almero hated the man he had called father for years.

“Guards! Drag this damn man out of the Greysoon family home without a penny; let him become homeless!” Okan commanded the guards standing behind Almero.

“One day you'll regret treating me like this,” Almero said, wiping away the red liquid leaking from the cut at the corner of his lip.

“Shut your mouth!” Renia shouted, glaring at Almero.

“Make sure you knock him unconscious before throwing him out; he'll suffer more damage than my son!” Okan ordered, seeing the two guards holding Almero's hands.

 Almero swears he will return to avenge their actions.