---- "Funny you mention that. I should thank you, actually. Jayden, thank you for letting me go." "You-You're thanking me?!" That pushed him over the edge. He glared at me for a long time, searching my face for any crack, any regret. Finding none, his jealousy hardened into rage. "Leah! You'll regret not marrying me! From now on, I'm with Sophie. She's going to surpass you one day!" He flung those words like a curse and marched off, proud as a rooster. Surpass me? I couldn't help but let out a laugh. Sophie had ten years of study-how could that compete with my family that had run businesses for three generations? Did he really not know? Sophie's diploma was the bare minimum just to be granted a meeting at our company. She wouldn't even be qualified to meet ---- my father. I turned and instructed my assistant to terminate all collaborations with Jayden's family. Later that evening, Jayden's parents came to plead for their son. But before the conversation could begin, Jayden appeared and interrupted with a triumphant swagger. "Listen to me, Leah. You think I care about your family's money? Sophie already has a new way to make money. We don't need you. She's not going to be worse off than you." Standing there, all three of them looked like performers in some farce. I laughed again. "Alright," I said. "I'll wait and see if she really surpasses me. Nothing fancy-just hold a wedding in this place." I tapped the marble floor with my toe. The hotel stood in one of the city's most expensive districts. Their expressions shifted. Without another word, they turned and left, cursing under their breath.