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During dinner, my son Jeffrey suddenly spoke up in Lorynian. He asked, "Dad, why don't you divorce Mom? She's not even my real mother anyway." Richard frowned and replied calmly, "Why? Isn't it nice to have someone taking care of you?" I sat there quietly, listening, and wiped away a tear without anyone noticing. Jeffrey grew up bilingual and often spoke Lorynian at home. So I secretly took Lorynian classes to fit in. Little did I expect to uncover this secret—the boy I'd been spoiling for six years turned out to be Richard's and the nanny's child. That very night, I called my business partner. I said, "Sell the company. Richard has enjoyed being CEO long enough."