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Once he hung up, he turned to Zahir, a smug grin spreading across his face. “See? I told you Jada wouldn’t abandon me.” Zahir remained silent, his expression unreadable.
Moments later, Wesley received a money transfer from Jada.
It was ten thousand dollars.
His eyes widened in disbelief; surely, he must have misread the figure.
Ten thousand?
That was a sum he typically spent in a single day. To him, this amount was practically worthless.
He couldn’t help but ask Jada, “Jada, did you accidentally send the wrong amount?”
“Wesley, to be honest, with my parents going through a divorce, I don’t have much money right now. You’ll have to make do with it,” she replied.
Wesley responded, “I see…”
Zahir observed this with a sneer, taunting, “Go ahead. Let’s see how long you can survive on ten thousand.”
Wesley gritted his teeth and said, “Jada is in a tough spot too.” He packed his belongings and left.
His grandfather had confiscated all his funds, leaving him with just that meager ten thousand. He found a random five-star hotel to stay in.
That evening, still struggling to make sense of the situation, Jada decided to check on Wesley. Clayton had always been good to Wesley—could he really cut ties with him?
Wesley was holed up in a rather ordinary five-star hotel.
Jada raised an eyebrow in distaste at the sight of it. Considering his usual lavish choices, he would never have settled for such a hotel before.
When she stepped into the room, Wesley’s eyes sparkled with joy at the sight of her. “Jada, I knew you were the only one who truly cared about me!”
“Wesley, perhaps your grandfather is simply disappointed in you. Have a proper conversation with him. He only has two grandsons; he wouldn’t actually sever ties with you,” Jada patiently suggested.
But Wesley immediately shook his head. “No, my grandpa is incredibly decisive. I really pushed him too far this time. He’s already handed all the shares over to my brother.”
Jada furrowed her brows in shock. Could Clayton truly be so heartless?
Wesley felt a swell of emotion within him. As he had hoped, Jada wasn’t going to abandon him. She truly was a good person, and his family and friends had all misjudged her.
“Then think of a solution! Are you just going to sit back and let your brother take the company? What will you do then?” Jada’s voice was tight with frustration.
Wesley, however, wore an innocent expression as he declared, “Jada, I can work and earn money. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of both of us. You don’t need to worry about me. Even if I’m no longer part of the Lambert family, I can still support you!”
As he spoke, Wesley reached out to take Jada’s hand.
“Smack!”
Jada swiftly slapped his hand away, leaving him momentarily stunned. Her face radiated disdain.
“If you want to choose a difficult path, leave me out of it. We’re done!”
“What are you saying, Jada?” Wesley asked, incredulous.
Already weighed down by the chaos in her family, Jada felt a flicker of amusement mixed with anger at Wesley’s assertion that he would work to support her.
What skills did he even possess? As the privileged heir of the Lambert family, he had always been untouchable. Without that title, he was nothing. And he expected her to endure hardship alongside him?
Jada’s irritation and disgust were unmistakable, and Wesley gazed at the increasingly unfamiliar woman before him. A chill settled in his heart.
“Jada, are you looking down on me?”
“What do you think? How much do you honestly think you’d earn from a job? Would your salary even cover one of my handbags? If you truly cared for me, you’d find a way to remain a part of the Lambert family!” Jada shouted, her frustration boiling over.
Wesley felt a jolt in his mind. The facade of innocence and kindness that Jada had carefully maintained was ripped away, exposing her true nature.
So, this was the real Jada.
“So, you were deceiving me all along? You never loved me; you only craved the power of the Lambert family?” Wesley’s voice hardened, his expression turning icy.
He wasn’t truly naive; he had simply been overly indulgent with Jada, the girl he had grown up with.
“Hmph, I don’t want to talk to you anymore,” Jada retorted coldly. “If you want to be with me, figure out a way back into the Lambert family.” With that, she spun on her heel and strode out of the room, leaving Wesley sitting on the sofa, stunned.
Not long after, Zahir emerged from the elevator and entered Wesley’s room. Meanwhile, Jada lingered in the stairwell, tiptoeing to the door to eavesdrop. Her phone was ready to send a message.
“Wesley, I’m truly sorry. We should part ways. I know your grandfather wants to cut ties with you because of me. I don’t want you to fall out with your family over me. I genuinely wish you happiness.”
She wasn’t naive enough to think Wesley had been so easily expelled from his family. The mere fact that Zahir had come to see Wesley hinted that this might all be an act they had orchestrated together. Jada’s lips curled into a sly smile. Zahir was probably comforting Wesley right now.
Zahir’s goal was to reveal her true nature to Wesley, but she wasn’t so easily outmaneuvered.
If she found out that Wesley hadn’t really been disowned, she’d quickly send the message, ensuring he felt guilt instead of resentment, ultimately deepening his feelings for her.
“Grandpa asked me to give you one hundred thousand dollars. Don’t come home anymore,” Zahir’s voice echoed from the room.
Jada’s smile immediately froze.
Seriously? Had Wesley truly been kicked out?
Wesley protested, “Zahir, I’m still your brother. Are you really just going to stand by and let Grandpa toss me out?”
“Wesley, your actions have deeply disappointed Grandpa. Besides, you have no talent for managing the company. Don’t worry; with you gone, I’ll take good care of Grandpa and the business,” Zahir replied coldly.
Jada seethed with fury.
The bond between Zahir and Wesley had always been strong; after all, they were brothers. However, when it came to matters of personal interest, family ties seemed irrelevant. Jada couldn’t believe that Zahir was willing to abandon his own brother for the sake of the company. What a jerk!
It seemed that Wesley had lost all value for her. Now that he had been expelled from his family, it was best to cut ties with him quickly.
There was no need to send the message. With a decisive swipe, Jada deleted it and stormed out of the hotel.
Inside the room, Zahir held his phone in his hand, which displayed the hotel’s surveillance footage.
The brothers watched as Jada made her exit. Wesley scratched his head in confusion.
“Why was she eavesdropping on us?” he asked.
Zahir responded with a cold tone, “If I’m not mistaken, she was trying to figure out whether you really had been kicked out of the family. If she discovered that you hadn’t, she would have gone to great lengths to regain your trust. She might even tell you that her harsh words were just a strategy to keep you from clashing with Grandpa.”
Wesley trembled at the thought. If Jada had sent him that message, he probably would have fallen for it and felt guilty toward her.
Zahir sighed, glancing at his younger brother, who was still too trusting. “It’s not your fault. Jada’s an expert at mind games. Isabella was the one who raised these suspicions, but now it’s clear—this is exactly the kind of move Jada would pull.”
“Isabella?” Wesley’s face twisted in discomfort at the mention of Rosemarie’s other name.
“You’re not a kid anymore, Wesley. It’s time to start thinking about your future,” Zahir said firmly.
Wesley finally realized his mistakes. “I’m sorry, Zahir. I see where I went wrong now.”
In that moment, it hit him how foolish he had been—played by Jada like a puppet, blindly viewing everyone around him as an enemy.
All along, he had been the most naive, the easiest to manipulate. Wesley’s hands balled into fists.
He couldn’t wrap his head around why Jada would do something like this. They had grown up together—did their bond mean nothing to her?
“Jada only cares about herself, Wesley. For someone like her, feelings don’t matter,” Zahir said, reading Wesley’s thoughts. “Take some time to reflect, and go apologize to Grandpa.”
Wesley gave a small nod, lowering his head in defeat. “Okay, Zahir.”
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