Chapter 1 My father was critically ill , and I urgently needed to access the family trust fund . I hurriedly called my husband , the sole manager of the family fund . " Vincent , the hospital is demanding payment . I need to withdraw fifty million from the trust . " His voice was ice - cold . " Can't be done . According to the trust terms , your father's life is not a priority expenditure item for the trust . " [ ] He hung up callously , leaving me in a cold sweat . [ ] Ding - D An anonymous email arrived . ] The attachment showed trust fund flow records : two million dollars annually paid to a woman named Luna Hayes . ] There was also a photo - a three - year - old boy with features identical to Vincent's . [ ] I understood instantly Vincent wasn't unable to withdraw funds - he was using my father's life - saving money to support his bastard son . [ ] The ICU alarm suddenly pierced my eardrums . ] I watched helplessly as my father's heart monitor flatlined .. Vincent , you used financial rules to kill my father . I'll use the same rules to bury you alive ! ] ] My father's funeral was set for three days later . The funeral home's AC quuldn't freeze the age burning in my bones . ] The funeral director handed me the bill . ] " Ms. Whulman , that'll be eighty eight thousand total . Will you be I nodded , pulling out my phone to contact the trust bank The Whitman family's bullion dollar assets were all locked in Vincent's offshore trust . ] The call connected , and the bank's client manager sounded robotic . " Sorry , Ms. Whitman . Per the trust agreement , large withdrawals require personal authorization from administrator Mr. Sterling . " My father just died ! This is for his funeral expenses " ] " Ms. Whitman , we understand your situation , but Mr. Sterling specifically emphasized irrational spending ' risk controls for you . Risk controls ? My father was dead , and he wanted to talk risk management ? ] I hung up , my chest burning with a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat . ] The day of the funeral I stood in the center of the chapel , dressed in black . In my father's memorial portrait , he still wore his gentle smile from before . Vincent showed up lately . And he wasn't alone . [ ] His arm was wrapped around Luna Hayes waist Luna wore a loose Chanel maternity dress , her belly prominently showing , holding the hand of that three - year - old boy . The child whose features were strikingly similar to Vincent's . The chapel fell into dead silence after witnessing this scene . I walked toward Vincent , my voice cutting like ice . " What did you bring them here for ? " He brushed off his sleeve with a contemptuous smile . " Jade , don't make a scene . Luna and Kai are here to pay their respects to Uncle Marcus . He should be honored . " " Vincent , you're disgusting ! You used my dad's life saving money to support your mistress and bastard child . You- " ] Luna immediately covered the little boy's ears , shrinking into Vincent's embrace with mock terror " Please don't scare the kid Vincent soothungly parted her back , then turned to me I forced down my rage , pointing at the funeral director " The funeral expenses need your authorization . " ] Vincent sneered . Tm declining " Jade Wiutman , watch your tone . Don't act like some crazy woman . " ] " What did you just say ?! " he trust fund's core purpose is asset appreciation . Dead people are depreciating assets - no matter how much you invest , the ROI is always zero . " ] " The He lowered his head , tenderly caressing Luna's pregnant belly . " I need to be responsible for the next generation . That's what quality assets look like . " [ ] All my blood instantly rushed to my head . [ ] * Vincent Sterling , you're worse than an animal ! " ] I raised my hand to slap him , but he caught my wrist mid - air . ] way . " Jade , you trying to get yourself committed ? " Vincent roughly shoved me awa Luna leaned against his shoulder at just the right moment . Vincent , don't say that . It hurt her feelings . She just doesn't understand finance . " Vincent scoffed . " When you don't understand , you pay the price . " The funeral ended abruptly . I held my father's cold urn in my arms . [ ] Vincent waited for me at the exit , holding out a document . ] VOLUNTARY WAIVER OF INHERITANCE RIGHTS " Sign it . " ] I stared at him in disbelief . " Vincent , you really gonna be this ruthless ? " ] Luna suddenly raised her hand to shield her eyes , the massive pigeon blood red diamond ring on her finger nearly blinding my eyes . " Oh my , this light is so glaring … " " By the way , Jade , Vincent bought this for me with the trust's quarterly dividends . " || " Uncle Marcus's passing really shook me up , so Vincent said he needed to compensate me for emotional distress . " WIFT ! My father's death became her excuse for a new ring ?11 ] I couldn't believe my ears Vincent slammed the document directly onto my father's urn " Jade , your emotional instability makes you unfit to manage assets . " || " Sign it , or I'll make sure your dad's ashes end up on the streets with you . " 1 clutched the urn my nails digging into the wood . He was using the most professional terminology to do the most disgusting , despicable Laws and morals meant nothing to him . To kill this wolf from the financial world . I'd have to use his own rules .