WTF! My Fiancé's Mistress Turned My Prize Horse into My Little Pony Right Before Kentucky Derby?！ - Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Griffin waved his hand, and an elegant figure approached from nearby.
The girl had straight, refined hair and walked to me with a smile, politely bowing.
"Mom, I finally have the chance to meet you."
Under my astonished gaze, Griffin said slowly, "Rowan, I've admired you all these years. My heart can't hold anyone else, so when I learned about your egg donation, I decided to have your child. I ask for nothing more in this life."
"You know I was born an orphan. You didn't care about my background and gave me generous compensation, often teaching me how to handle things."
"From the moment I learned you were going childfree, my heart ached. How could such a wonderful person have no heir?"
As Griffin spoke, his eyes reddened, and I felt overwhelmed with emotion.
Someone had been silently loving me all along, sacrificing so much for me.
Cameron stared blankly at Griffin, then suddenly roared and lunged forward.
"You bastard! You seduced my wife, you shameless scum! I'll kill you!"
The girl decisively stepped in front of Griffin, and I grabbed Cameron to stop him from going crazy.
Cameron slapped me across the face, glaring at me with tears streaming down his face.
"Rowan Sullivan, do you have any conscience? You swore to love only me for life, but you kept a side piece and had a bastard! Are you even human?"
Sage also jumped in to add fuel to the fire.
"Rowan Sullivan, just because you're rich doesn't mean you can play with men and raise bastards! How can you face Cameron like this?"
She looked at Cameron. "Cameron, sue her! She's a public figure anyway—I bet she cares about her reputation."
"If she doesn't give us half the shares this time, we'll ruin her reputation."
Cameron straightened up and stared at me intently, his eyes bloodshot.
I suddenly burst into laughter.
"Cameron, you're truly shameless! When I have children outside marriage, it's cheating and betraying you, but when you keep a mistress and raise bastards, it's an accident—unavoidable circumstances."
Just minutes ago, his words—"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"—still echoed in the air.
See? Until it comes down to brass tacks, everyone speaks beautifully.
But light a real fire, and he throws tantrums and accuses others of crimes.
In the end, with Cameron throwing his tantrum and hurling abuse, there was no way to discuss inheritance rights.
Adrian and Natasha kept cursing, saying I was deeply scheming.
"They're just discarded waste products—what right do they have to inherit the company?"
"We're the crystallization of our parents' love, Mom's legitimate children. You must give us half the shares!"
They even threatened to expose me online if I didn't give their mother an explanation.
My four children couldn't stand watching them bully me like this.
They all stepped forward, mocking them for wanting something for nothing and laughing at their futile efforts.
They even surrounded the group wanting to take photos, saying, "Come on, let's post it online together and see who the netizens curse!"
Especially my youngest child—that little mouth was fierce, mercilessly taunting Sage:
"Oh my, can't afford to raise your own kids so you want to scam others? I've seen people climbing the ladder for power and wealth, but never seen someone forcing their son to recognize someone else as mom. If you really can't survive, just crawl into some sewer and suffocate yourself—why embarrass your ancestors?"
The little girl was sharp-tongued, immediately turning Sage's face purple with rage as she clutched her chest, gasping.
Adrian rushed over and raised his hand to slap the little girl, but my oldest child flew up and kicked him in the chest. Adrian immediately curled up on the ground, wailing.
Natasha angrily addressed Cameron:
"Dad, didn't you say the old hag listens to you most?"
"Make her kick out all these bastards right now, or divorce her immediately!"
"I'm telling you, you promised us we'd inherit the family fortune. If my brother and I don't get the money, don't expect us to call you Dad anymore. We don't want such a useless father!"
Cameron stared blankly at his daughter, who was glaring at him furiously.
He was completely shocked, no longer showing any trace of his recent joy.
Sage also stopped pretending to be loving and began blaming Cameron:
"Are you a pig? Why didn't you keep an eye on the old hag? She had children and you didn't even know? Useless!"
Actually, according to my investigation, Cameron wasn't the only old man she'd seduced.
She'd travel and book hotel rooms with men, sweet-talking them into spending money on her lavishly.
But Cameron was most devoted to her—not only did he father two children with her, he covered all her expenses and promised their children would inherit the company and become bosses.
Natasha helped Adrian up, and the siblings whispered together before coming up with what they considered the best solution.
Cameron and I would divorce, split the assets fifty-fifty, and each person's children would inherit their parent's shares.
This way, the siblings could each still guarantee getting a quarter.
It was indeed a good plan, but who told them I was willing to get divorced?
As their father, he couldn't let my children go from just recognizing their family to becoming part of a broken home, could he?
The company was in my hands, the shares were in my name.
If they really pushed me to the limit, I could donate everything to mountain regions or buy a bunch of junk stocks—what could they do, eat me alive?