21. Slut Heiress

Jacob stormed into the room, his presence overwhelming, his voice booming with a fury that silenced everyone.

“God forbid this abomination!” he shouted, his eyes flashing with rage as they landed on Jasmine.

The room, already tense, now crackled with unease. Everyone’s eyes shifted to Jacob, sensing the storm brewing. His expression was cold and hostile, filled with disdain as he fixed his gaze on his twin sister.

“She becomes the director?” Jacob spat, his voice dripping with contempt. “When I am the rightful heir? Over my dead body!”

Jasmine turned to face him, her own anger rising, but her expression remained controlled. She crossed her arms, trying to keep her composure. Her voice, however, betrayed her frustration as she spoke.

“Jacob,” she hissed, “you’ve been in and out of therapy. You’re struggling with smoking, drugs, and alcohol addiction. You can’t even handle your own life, let alone a company like ours. You’re not in the right frame of mind to take control of anything.”

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