She Wanted to Use Her Pregnancy to Force Her Way into a Position of Power, but Little Did She Know That My Husband Was Just a Useless Live-In Son-In-Law

The impoverished student I'd been sponsoring for three years stood in my office, her pregnant belly pointing contemptuously at her still-flat stomach. "Sister, this is your husband's son." "You only give birth to daughters who are a waste of money, you should step aside." I spun my executive chair, gazing at the bustling traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. This 3 billion yuan corporate building is registered under my name as the legal representative. And the man she was about to marry—was nothing more than a live-in son-in-law I'd raised. Chapter 1. At 3 PM, I was holding a quarterly review meeting in the rooftop conference room when the glass door was suddenly flung open, a gust of cold wind rushing in…