On New Year's Eve afternoon, my best friend's flower shop received an order from my husband. I checked the WeChat ID of the person placing the order on the shop's phone three times. Confirmed it was indeed my husband, who was supposedly on a business trip out of town. But the recipient wasn't me. I made a video call, which connected after a long time. Just as I was about to question him, my best friend squeezed into the screen smiling, speaking before me. "Not even coming back for New Year's? What gift did you buy for our Cynthia to apologize?" The room on the other side was pitch black. My husband covered his head with a quilt, squinting his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching unnaturally. "Honey, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you when I get back." "Stayed up all night yesterday, too tired. I'll sleep a bit more." This interruption calmed me down a lot. I perfunctorily said a few words and hung up. Picked up the wrapped bouquet and walked out the door. "I'll deliver this order." Chapter 1 The delivery address wasn't far from the flower shop, a new luxury condo complex opened last year. Security stopped me. "No deliveries allowed inside." I took out the flower shop's phone, dialed the number, and explained the situation with a pinched voice. My husband's voice came from inside. "I'm Vincent, owner of Unit 1603, Building 5. Let her in." Security acknowledged, registering the info before letting me pass. The elevator door opened with a ding. I took a deep breath. "I'll go in myself." My best friend Grace nodded and walked to the stairwell nearby. "Call me if anything happens." I turned on my phone's video recording and pressed the doorbell. Vincent's shout came from inside, "Wifey, open the door." After footsteps, the door opened, and she froze. "Luna's mom?" I froze too. She was my daughter's art teacher at the interest class. She quit half a year ago due to pregnancy. Is she carrying my husband's child? Seeing the flowers in my hand, she looked me over, lowered her head and smiled, shy yet provocative. "Luna's mom, you started delivering food now?" She wore a loose long nightgown, her belly bulging high. The paper wrapping the flowers was crushed by my tightening grip. She reached out to take the flowers, looking considerate. "Thank you. It's so cold, must be hard. Want to come in and rest?" "Sure, thank you." She was stunned, didn't expect me to agree so easily. Glanced hurriedly at the kitchen, then smiled and opened the shoe cabinet, taking out a pair of slippers. Many men's shoes in the cabinet. One pair was what I bought for Vincent last month. He wore this pair on the day he left for the business trip. Cartoon photos of the two were displayed at the entrance. Lyla sniffed the flowers. "My husband is always so romantic, never forgets to arrange surprises for any festival." I sneered, "Does he send flowers on Tomb Sweeping Day too?" She opened her mouth, paused, then said: "Life after divorce must be hard, rich wife starting to deliver food." I looked at the decoration inside. The floor-to-ceiling window overlooked the entire Emerald Lake. The sunset shining in had an ultimate beauty. My heart could only feel its desolation right now. Dense pain spread throughout my body. "Yeah, unlike Teacher Lyla. Following President Vincent, quality of life leaped a thousand miles." Relationship exposed, she became triumphant. "If not for Luna, President Vincent would have divorced you long ago. But my child is more important. Hearing I was pregnant, he divorced you immediately." "Divorced?" "Stop pretending. Vincent told me everything. Going back once a month is just acting in front of Luna. Since you saw it, be sensible. Don't use this trick to pester my husband." "We are all women, I know your little thoughts very well." She said confidently with her head high. Just then, Vincent came out of the kitchen with freshly stewed chicken soup, carefully placing it on the dining table and serving soup. He didn't see me. Lyla held his arm, voice sticky. "Hubby, we have a guest." Vincent turned around, saw me, hand shook, bowl fell to the ground with a crash, shattering into pieces. "Why are you here!" Lyla sighed with pity. "Luna's mom is having a hard time, delivering food now." Vincent glanced at the flowers on the table, recalling the delivery person's voice just now was indeed similar to mine, but never expected it to be really me. He pulled me awkwardly. "Listen to my explanation, this..." Before he finished, Lyla pulled him to declare sovereignty. "You guys are divorced, what's there to explain." "Luna's mom, President Vincent will pay Luna's child support. Don't be shameless and pester him." I stared into Vincent's eyes. "It is time to divorce." Chapter 2 Vincent shook off Lyla and pulled me outside. "Let's talk outside. Lyla is in late pregnancy, don't scare her." Lyla slipped on a piece of broken porcelain, fell to the ground unsteadily, pulling Vincent's pant leg. "Hubby, my belly." Vincent turned pale with shock, picking her up in panic. "Lyla don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital." I was hit hard by his elbow, severe pain coming from my lower back. "Ah!" Vincent looked back subconsciously, "Cynthia..." Lyla moaned, interrupting him. He looked at the painful expression of the person in his arms, speeding up with heartache. I walked out the door, Grace ran to support me. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." Grace held up her phone chat interface. "I suspect he's secretly transferring assets. Asked my brother to check." Grace's brother is a lawyer. I nodded thanks, sending the video I just recorded. "That woman is Lyla, Luna's former art teacher. Ask your brother to draft a divorce agreement too." "Okay, I'll drive you back." Grace said my state wasn't suitable for driving, insisted on sending me home, and picked up Luna to stay at her place for two days. Grace's brother was fast. Just got home, he sent the found information. The house and car under Lyla's name were bought by Vincent. Plus transfers, about 70 million ($10 million USD). A year ago, Vincent told me the branch company had issues, needing him to go there often. Turns out it was a love nest. Every time he lied about business trips, he was here with Lyla. I immediately called the company CFO. "Director Wang, send me the accounts of the company and branches for recent years." "Madam, company secrets, you have no right to view." "I am a shareholder!" Pause on the other end for two seconds. "I will apply to President Vincent. I'll send it to you after he signs and agrees." Good, very good. Since pregnancy, I never asked about company affairs, shopping and doing SPA daily, taking care of the child. Everyone thought I married well. Probably even Vincent forgot, I am the largest shareholder of the company, qualified to remove him anytime. I started clearing the trash at home. Opened the closet, threw Vincent's clothes on the floor one by one, tearing and stomping, venting my dissatisfaction like a madwoman. Throwing to the end, a storage box appeared in the corner of the closet. Inside were all the things Vincent gave me during four years of college. Tulip LED night light, hand-sewn backpack, personally designed hairpin, star bottle with sweet moments written, etc. His family was poor, no money for expensive gifts. Most gifts were handmade by him. I hugged them and cried loudly until dawn. The next day, mother-in-law and sister-in-law entered early, cursing loudly seeing the messy room. "Cynthia, are you crazy? You smashed such expensive things? Is it easy for my son to make money! How did he marry such a wasteful wife like you? Can't give birth to a son, and can't even manage a household." Seeing me, a slap came straight. "Bitch, almost harmed my grandson." "Daring to show off in front of Lyla after giving birth to a girl. Be sensible, divorce my son quickly, get out of our Wan family." Sister-in-law packed all the bird's nest, sea cucumber, aged ginseng and other supplements in the kitchen into bags. "Wasting good stuff on her. Mom, let's take them all to give little sister-in-law for her body." Mother-in-law rushed to the kitchen hearing this, packing with hands and feet. "Right, Lyla is our family's great hero, must nourish well." The day I gave birth to Luna, she looked once, saw a girl, and never appeared again. I didn't care about her attitude, but that Lyla actually gave birth? "Where is Vincent?" Mother-in-law spat. "Of course accompanying my grandson. I warn you, if anything happens to him, I'm not done with you!" Chapter 3 Lyla gave birth to a boy. The whole family knew about them long ago, hiding it from me. Until afternoon, Vincent came home, eyes tired, face full of impatience. "My mom just took some stuff from home, and you called the police? These were bought with my money, what's wrong with my mom taking them?" "Pack up and go to the police station to explain." Mother-in-law and sister-in-law left, I called the police immediately, reporting theft. Home surveillance captured clearly, taken items worth over ten thousand, enough for investigation. Police found them at the hospital. Only Vincent was left to care at the hospital, overwhelmed. Finally contacted a confinement nanny, had time to come back and settle with me. I looked at him sneering. "Your money?" He seemed to hear a joke, tone mocking. "Not my money, is it yours? If not for me propping up the company these years, it would have gone bankrupt long ago. I've been raising you, letting you enjoy life for over ten years." "My big company needs an heir. You be your Mrs. Vincent obediently, no one can threaten your position." I pointed at the family photo on the wall questioning. "Isn't Luna your child?" "What's the use of a girl? Eventually falling into others' hands." My heart trembled. What does falling into others' hands mean? Could it be... "Vincent, you approached me in college for this reason too?" Vincent lowered his head grabbing my hand, tone softening. "Cynthia, I love you." I threw the printed divorce agreement on him. "Sign it." He glanced at the agreement twice, threw it on the ground, sneering. "Cynthia, look at others. Who doesn't drink and party, keeping several mistresses? For so many years, I just made a small mistake, and you want a divorce?" "Stop making a scene okay? My mom wants a son, you can't have a second child, I had no choice. At worst, bring the child back to raise with you when he's older." His tone was like saying the weather is good today. I looked at him in disbelief, backhanded two slaps. "Scumbag!" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Wifey, I know you are angry, but how can you live without me? Really going to deliver food?" "Don't forget, the company is mine." Vincent chuckled. "Don't be silly. For over ten years, people in the company stopped listening to you long ago." "Let's live a good life. I promise you, no one will ever affect your position as Mrs. Vincent. I won't give less to Luna either." "As long as I don't agree, you won't get custody of the child. Can you bear to leave her? Bear to let her have a broken home? For Luna, think about it carefully." Truly laughable. He didn't think of the child when cheating, now moral kidnapping me. When Father died, he gifted him 10% shares, hoping he would treat me well. Now it became a weapon against me. Before marriage, I hid my identity. After graduation, we joined the company together. When we ran for executives, I found out I was pregnant. Father found out, held a wedding for us quickly, ordering me to stay home and rest. Not long after, Father died of a sudden illness. My depression caused a miscarriage. After discharge, I had severe depression. He took care of me while helping me prop up the company. He said he would guard Father's empire for me. I believed him, uniting other shareholders to support him as Chairman. In that situation, I indeed had no energy to manage the company. Since then, I became the envied Mrs. Vincent, and gave birth to a beautiful daughter. Because I lost a child, I valued Luna very much. Vincent knew this, so he thought of using the child to persuade me. "Vincent, the naive one is you, not me." Chapter 4 A few days later, I used my shareholder status to remove Vincent from all positions and notified that I would take over all company affairs. Email sent to every employee's mailbox. I put on the professional suit I hadn't worn for a long time and walked into the company. Front desk stopped me. "Miss, who are you looking for?" I haven't been in the company for at least five years. Many employees don't recognize me. "I am Cynthia, here to work." "Cynthia?" The receptionist muttered, remembering the email seen in the morning. "You are the new Chairman!" She opened the door for me respectfully. Elevator rose to the 26th floor. The moment the door opened, Vincent stood at the door with other shareholders, as if waiting for me. He smiled, seemingly saying I overestimated myself. The first to speak was Uncle Wang. He started the business with Father for many years, watched me grow up. Now putting on an elder's posture to lecture. "Cynthia, Vincent told us everything. You are making too much trouble! Couple fight shouldn't come to the company. Chairman is such a big matter, not for your tantrums!" Employees watching the fun snickered. "President's wife probably can't even read reports, right?" "Not staying home to raise kids, coming to the company for what fun." "I know this kind of housewife. Just afraid husband runs away with someone, coming out to brush existence." Other shareholders also smiled and advised me. "Mrs. Vincent, Chairman position is not a joke. Go home and accompany the child." "Cynthia, The Group grew bigger under President Vincent's lead. Why cause trouble." "Company isn't yours alone. What right do you have to make such a decision?" Vincent smiled confidently, relieving me. "It's all my fault, made Cynthia angry, causing such trouble. I apologize to everyone for her." "President Vincent is joking. Since it's your family matter, we won't participate." "Cynthia, no more jokes like this!" A group of people laughed and went down the steps, ready to go back in twos and threes. Vincent bent down and whispered in my ear. "See? No one will stand by your side." Many are confidants who followed Father for years, now all side with Vincent. I looked around, chill in heart growing bit by bit, spoke coldly. "Joke? I am the largest shareholder of the company. I demand the immediate removal of Vincent from all positions." Shareholders froze, looking at Vincent in unison. Vincent wasn't annoyed, "Just right everyone is here. Convenient to hold a Shareholders' Meeting, elect a new Chairman together." "Assistant Sun, take everyone to the conference room. Notify Director Lee too." We walked into the conference room. Vincent sat naturally in the main seat, taking out his equity agreement. He actually has 20% shares! "Scattered shares were acquired by me long ago. I hold 20%, Cynthia has 35%. Who do you support?" Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhao and others successively expressed support for Vincent. Vincent crossed his legs looking down at me, tone arrogant. "Now 40% stand by my side. You only have 35%. Give up." I looked at the door, waiting for another shareholder. Vincent looked away, mouth curling into a sarcastic smile. Half an hour later, Director Lee arrived late, looked at me. "Cynthia, you shouldn't be like this." My eyes reddened instantly. "Third Uncle, Vincent betrayed me." Third Uncle pulled me aside to scold. "Even if Vincent is wrong, you shouldn't bring it to the surface. Men need face. Alright, solve this at home." "I support Vincent." Others aside, didn't expect my own Third Uncle would help Vincent. Voice fell, Vincent stood up thanking everyone. "Cynthia, 46% support me total. What else do you have to say." "President Vincent don't forget, there is still a 19% share holder who hasn't expressed stance."
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