I Learned That My Wife Is Rich After Faking Death
After three years of pretending to be dead on livestreams, I finally earned enough money to treat my daughter.
I was about to go home and tell my wife and daughter when I overheard a call between the platform administrator and my wife.
The administrator said humbly, “Chairman Morgan, Mr. Wells’s livestreams have generated tens of millions in revenue over these years.
“The company withheld ninety-five percent of it. Should we keep withholding more?”
Stacy fell silent for a moment before answering, “No need. Three years of testing him is enough. He barely moves year-round. He even developed muscle atrophy and didn’t tell me.”
John’s voice came through the phone next. He said, “Stacy, Sam can even pretend to be dead, so what if this is an act too?
“Besides, Emma’s already used to Sam being gone, so she probably won’t accept having a dad again anytime soon.”
After some hesitation, my wife said indifferently, “If that’s the case, then withhold it for another six months.”
I smiled and tossed the diagnosis report confirming amyotrophic lateral sclerosis into the trash.
There was no need for them to test me anymore.
I no longer needed to pretend.