Chapter 2The Breaking Point: Walking Away From the Billionaire Heir

Jaxon and I grew up together as childhood friends. Our family backgrounds used to be evenly matched.

When we were ten, his family fell from grace. His father was sentenced to prison, and from then on, he lived with my family.

Because I liked him, I was always chasing after him, catering to his every need. You could say that the crushing inferiority he felt from the world’s cruelty back then was slowly healed by my daily, unwavering devotion.

Gradually, his silence shifted from submissive to aloof.

Years later, his father was released from prison. With the help of my dad and several old connections, he made a triumphant return to Wall Street, reclaiming his empire.

And Jaxon? He became the untouchable, high-and-mighty golden boy.

Jaxon’s mother had poor health and had been living in an expensive sanatorium for years. The only way he and his mother survived those dark years was entirely through us, definitely not from his father’s frozen assets.

So when I told him he was a son of a b*tch raised by me, I wasn't bullying him. I was stating a fact.

Jaxon’s eyes went wide, his breathing turning ragged.

"Stella, that’s going too far, don't you think?" Off to the side, Carter Evans couldn't help but frown. "Blackmailing Jaxon all these years using the favor your parents did for him as a kid—isn't it time to drop it? Besides, how clean are you, really?"

A sharp jolt shot through my brain. I shot a lethal glare at Carter.

Jaxon’s face changed in a rare display of panic. He opened his mouth to speak.

I stared dead at Carter. "What do you mean by that?"

Carter smirked, an arrogant, careless look on his face. He exchanged a glance with the guys around him, and suddenly, they all looked at me with cold, disdainful mockery.

They... what did they know?