Chapter 5

By the time I got home, Chloe was already there. Seeing me stumbling in smelling of alcohol, she marched over and slapped me across the face.

"You didn't come straight home after work? Where the hell were you fooling around, dressed like a pathetic old man? If you want to embarrass yourself, do it somewhere else! Don't ruin my reputation!"

I cupped my stinging cheek and took off my jacket, which reeked of alcohol.

I pulled out the boxes of premium cigars from my bag and smiled. "A friend gave me these. Look how nice they are."

Chloe scoffed in disgust. "What class of friends could a loser like you possibly have? They probably gave you these cheap toys to beg you for a favor. As if a worthless piece of trash like you could ever get anything done."

Anger flared hot in my chest. What made Chloe think she was so superior?

She had always looked down on my family and my friends, acting as if being poor was a heinous crime.

The only reason I had tolerated her for so long was because her parents had helped me get my foot in the door at my current job.

Otherwise, who would want to serve this spoiled princess? She was harder to please than royalty.

But tonight was a massive win. Chloe had no idea about the expensive Scotch or the Cuban cigars.

My "new son-in-law" had kept his word and hadn't mentioned a thing to her.

He had bought all of this out of his own pocket to impress his future "father-in-law."

This was getting highly entertaining. The day of Chloe's public humiliation was drawing near.