The Moment I Froze His Black Card Was More Satisfying Than Our Wedding Night - Chapter 67: Chapter 67

For the next few days, I didn't go home, staying at the office to go through the books.
When I finally returned home, I found my fish tank empty.
Laughter and chatter came from the kitchen as Sage emerged wearing an apron, beaming as she carried out a platter.
On the plate was my twenty-million-dollar koi fish.
Looking at the two kids sprawled on my couch with their feet up, scrolling through their phones, then hearing Cameron's cheerful voice from the kitchen, rage shot straight to my head.
"Who gave you permission to cook my fish? Taking something without asking is stealing—don't you understand basic principles?"
From the kitchen, Cameron's voice continued calling out, "Sage, come taste this soup and tell me if it needs more seasoning!"
The two kids jumped up and positioned themselves in front of me.
"What's that supposed to mean? What stealing?"
"Exactly! This is Dad's house, which makes it our house. Everything here belongs to us now anyway. What's wrong with eating one fish?"
I let out a cold laugh.
"That was a koi I won at auction, worth twenty million dollars. So tell me—what's wrong with that?"
The girl still didn't grasp the severity of the situation and went "Whoa!"
"A twenty-million-dollar fish! Quick, take pictures! I'll have something to brag about to my friends—let's see them try to steal my thunder now."
Cameron poked his head out of the kitchen.
The moment he saw me, guilt flashed across his face.
"Rowan, you're back. Look, you weren't coming home, so I just brought them over for dinner..."
I let out a cold laugh.
"Cameron, so you just ate my koi?"
"You knew what it was worth."
Cameron mumbled, "Rowan, Sage didn't do it on purpose. The kids wanted fish, and there wasn't any in the house..."
"By the time I saw what was happening, Sage had already killed the fish. Look, it was already dead—we couldn't just waste it, right? It's not like we gave it to strangers."
Looking at the empty tank, my heart ached.
I'd raised that fish for five years, spending no less than $200,000 a month on its care, and he casually dismissed it with "it was already dead."
I took a deep breath and said coldly, "Make her pay for my fish, then get out. Otherwise I'm calling the police right now."
Hearing my words, the boy jumped up.
"Listen here, old hag—who are you telling to get out? And calling the police? Go ahead and try it—I'll break your legs."
The girl also stepped forward, glaring at me resentfully.
"You better be respectful to my mom. She's my real mother, and if you keep this up, don't expect us to take care of you when you're old."
I looked up at the two kids—shameless, just like Sage.
Sage stood between her children, arrogantly raising her eyebrows with a smug smile, like a seasoned con artist.
I didn't want to waste words on them.
I looked at Cameron.
"Cameron, we need to have a serious talk."
I turned and sat on the sofa.
Cameron glanced at the three of them, then finally sat across from me.
The four of them seemed to be putting me on trial.
The two kids stared at me with vicious eyes while Sage looked completely unconcerned.
I cut straight to the point.
"Cameron, send them abroad immediately. I'll pay ten million in living expenses. Otherwise, we're having this conversation at the police station today."
The moment I finished speaking, Sage slammed her hand on the table.
"Ten million? What do you think we are, beggars?"
"Sullivan Corp is worth billions even before going public, and it'll be worth even more after. Plus five cars and three properties, and you want to brush us off with ten million?"
I looked at Cameron.
So he'd shared all our financial details with Sage—and this was his idea of an "accident"?
The moment the kids heard "billions," their eyes lit up.
"Billions, Mom! That means my sister and I will be billionaires!"
"Amazing! Once we get the money, I'm definitely buying a private jet first, then traveling the world and finding a celebrity boyfriend."
Watching their excited expressions, I said slowly, "Cameron, you should understand that this is money I earned. If I'm unhappy, I could donate it all or even bankrupt the company. After all, I'm all alone in the world—I have nothing to lose."
Before Cameron could respond, Adrian suddenly lunged at me, punching me in the face.
"Old hag, say that again! You want to donate our money?!"
"Without money, what are we supposed to eat and drink? You're trying to screw us over—I'll break your legs first!"
Cameron quickly pulled Adrian back.
"You little brat, talk nicely! That's your Aunt Rowan—how can you hit her?"
Sage opened her trashy mouth.
"Rowan, you're a few years older than me—why are you still so impulsive?"
"Cameron spent twenty years sleeping with you, after all. Even if you hired male escorts, you couldn't expect it for free, right? Besides, he gave you warmth and affection."
"So he had a child—why are you being so heartless, forcing the three of us to go begging?"
Cameron's expression darkened too.
"Rowan Sullivan, I never thought you were this kind of person. So ruthless."
"I don't care about the money, but how can you bear to donate it all and make Adrian and Natasha suffer? They're my children, which makes them your children too!"
I looked at Cameron coldly.
"Cameron, you're saying I shouldn't care about you cheating on me, and I should graciously accept your children?"
"So if I had children outside our marriage, you could graciously treat them as your own too?"
Cameron snorted coldly.
"Of course. If you had children outside our marriage, I'd welcome them home too. They could inherit the company alongside Adrian and Natasha in the future."
"I'm not as petty and selfish as you."
I was already in my fifties, and years of business entertaining and stress had damaged my liver.
Even if I wanted another child, it would be impossible.
Cameron was betting on the fact that I'd never have children.
Since he put it that way, I didn't need to be polite anymore.
I smiled and dialed Griffin's number.
"Griffin, bring the children over!"