I Married My Taxi Driver Just to Annoy My Ex – The Next Day, He Showed Me a Photo That Changed Everything

The next morning, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Adam standing there, holding two coffees and a photo.

“Morning,” he said. “Thought you should see this.”

He handed me the picture. It was glossy, clearly old, taken on a yacht the size of a small island. Adam stood beside a man I immediately recognized, one of the richest businessmen in the country. Gregory is the CEO of a global logistics empire.

Adam looked younger, his hair longer, but it was unmistakably him.

My mouth went dry, and my stomach flipped so hard I nearly dropped the cup. “What does this mean?” I demanded, my voice shaking.

He sipped his coffee calmly and asked, “Can I come in?” When I nodded, he glided inside and explained himself.

“That taxi job? It’s how I get away sometimes and my way of staying in touch with real people. I’m Gregory’s son. I stepped back from the company three years ago after things got… complicated. But I never really left and am the heir to his company.”