Chapter 2

An elder from the family cleared his throat, trying to restore order to the chaotic scene.

"Quiet down, everyone!" His voice was deep, carrying unquestionable authority.

Everyone gradually quieted down, eyes on the elder.

He looked at Fiona: "Fiona, why did you call everyone here?"

Fiona took a deep breath, as if summoning courage. She wrapped an arm around Quentin's shoulder, looking deeply emotional.

"Actually, I have some important news to announce today." She paused, her eyes scanning the crowd before settling on Caspian and me.

I watched her quietly, curious to see what she was up to.

"Caspian, he's... he's not Declan's biological son." Fiona's voice was soft, but it was like a bomb exploding in the living room.

Caspian turned to me, shock in his eyes.

I gestured for him to stay calm.

The relatives around us whispered excitedly, like vultures circling a carcass.

"Back then, when we were doing IVF..." Fiona paused, as if embarrassed, "The doctor said Declan's sperm quality was poor... So, to spare his feelings, I swapped it with Quentin's..."

This fool tried to shift the blame onto me!

Fiona's malicious gaze landed on me, seemingly expecting me to lose my temper.

But I remained calm, waiting for her to continue her performance.

"Today, I called everyone here to witness..." She looked tenderly at Quentin, "Caspian recognizes his biological father."

The relatives immediately erupted.

"If Caspian isn't Declan's son, he needs to acknowledge his real father!"

"Exactly, occupying the Johnson family son-in-law position for so many years, it's time to step down!"

"Declan has been holding onto the Johnson family business, now that the truth is out, he should step down from Johnson Corporation!"

Listening to these discussions, I laughed coldly inside.

These scheming relatives, who've been pushed out of the company management and only rely on year-end dividends, aren't happy with me.

They're eager to watch the drama unfold between Fiona and me, hoping to reclaim a piece of the pie.

Caspian, seeing the greed in the relatives' eyes, squeezed my hand tighter.

I spoke: "Caspian will always be my child."

My voice wasn't loud, but it was firm.

Quentin looked helpless, choking up: "Declan, how long will you deceive yourself?"