Humiliated by My Fiancée, Crowned by Revenge

The day I took over every regional branch my family ran in Meridian City, the whole city was deep in the Water Splash Festival. I'd barely walked out of the banquet before a crowd boxed me in and opened up with high-pressure water guns at point-blank range.

The one going hardest was Howard James—my fiancée's childhood sweetheart.

The water guns punched straight through my ceremonial coat in seconds. Embarrassing didn't begin to cover it.

I stepped forward and knocked the water gun out of Howard's hands. My voice was dead serious.

"There's a line. You just crossed it."