Chapter 2

I took her words as her concern for Emma's future and didn't take them to heart.

I didn't respond.

Emma, afraid her mom would say more outrageous things, quickly stepped up beside her mom.

"Mom, I've already told him clearly. I have no feelings for him. Let's not argue with him; our company still wants to go public, and this could hurt our reputation."

Miller Bank has been planning to go public since the beginning of the year. They repeatedly sought cooperation with the Carter Miller Group. Two years ago, when Miller Bank faced a financial crisis, we helped them, and now they want my dad to finance them to go public, but my dad ignored them.

But Miller Bank was persistent, always looking for opportunities to cooperate. With this in mind, I suddenly realized.

Could Emma's mom be forcing her to marry this fake heir to get help from our group?

It must be. Emma loves me too much to leave me just because she's an heiress of Miller Bank!

The imposter Ethan, who had been observing, snorted at me.

"Kid, you have some nerve, disrupting my engagement to the Carter family heir!"

I almost laughed.

Talk about greed.

I've supported him for years, showed him the world, and he dares to impersonate me and commit fraud!

Such an ungrateful person!

"Carter family heir? Are you?"

My smile seemed to sting his sensitive pride.

"You poor loser! Do you know how serious your disrespect is?"

"I'm the Carter Miller Group heir. If you don't want my father to kill you, kneel and apologize."

My tone was slightly mocking.

"Too bad, if the Carter Miller Group chairman finds out, you're the one who's dead, not me."

"Did all your knowledge go to waste? This is a society ruled by law. No one can kill anyone! If you're brainless, read more books."

As soon as I finished speaking, the atmosphere turned icy.

My parents have always respected my choices and decisions.

They know I'm not a spoiled brat and have always helped me build a good reputation.

If my parents knew the student we helped was biting the hand that fed him.

Using our son's name to commit fraud, they would make him pay.

Ethan's face turned livid with rage.

"You poser, dreaming of the unattainable! Get lost!"

"Out of respect for Emma, I'll let you go today! Don't push it!"

Seeing Ethan angry, Emma quickly tried to calm him.

"Don't get mad; it's not worth it over a poor loser."

After comforting Ethan, Emma turned to me with a stern face.

"Don't you understand? We're not on the same level. Stop dreaming and get out! I don't want to see you!"

She gestured to the security to escort me out.

I thought that was the end of it, but Ethan stopped the security.

"Wait!"

"This poor loser is talking nonsense and ruining my engagement. How can I face the Carter family?"

Ethan, dressed in the latest Dior suit, swaggered toward me.

Ha, I had my mom give him that suit, thinking he'd look presentable at important events.

I never imagined he'd betray us.

He punched me hard, and I fell to the ground, unprepared.

"Don't let me see you again, or I'll take your leg off next time!"

I wiped the blood from my mouth.

And punched him back.

As soon as he raised his head to hurl insults, I swung a left hook.

My boxing coach was a national champion. I do anaerobic exercise every day, and my muscles outweigh Ethan's fat. Comparing fists with me is a futile effort.

Everyone was shocked by my actions.

Emma quickly reacted, indirectly protecting me.

My boxing skills were honed under the guidance of a national champion. I maintain a rigorous daily regimen of anaerobic exercises, and my muscles are more defined than Ethan Johnson's excess weight. Trying to take me on in a fight is as futile as trying to crack a rock with an egg.

Is Ethan Johnson really so caught up in his act that he's convinced himself he's the real deal?

After I landed two punches on him in front of everyone, Ethan Johnson was furious, yelling at me in a rage.

"You’re finished! You’re done for! Tell your family to prepare for the worst!"

"Security! Security!"

Has he watched too many gangster movies, or does he think he's some kind of mob boss?

Everyone was taken aback by my actions.

Emma Miller quickly stepped in to protect me.

"Liam Carter, are you deaf? Get out of here now!"

She exclaimed while pushing me out, though we were stopped by security halfway.

"You think you can hit the young master and just walk away?"

Emma trembled with fear.

But I remained unfazed. I ignored the security.

"Emma, you got engaged to him for your family's business, right? Don't be fooled by this impostor. Marry me, and I promise you and your company wealth and prosperity."

Ethan Johnson, who was raised by his grandmother, got into a prestigious university on his own merits, and with his father's connections, landed a job at a public company. If word got out that he was impersonating me, all his efforts would be in vain. I'm willing to give him another chance.

I took Emma’s hand and gave her a reassuring look.

"Emma, trust me."