Scenario:總裁妻子將我職位讓給男助理，我淡定離婚終止合作，回家繼承億萬家產打臉，她悔瘋了
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總裁妻子將我職位讓給男助理，我淡定離婚終止合作，回家繼承億萬家產打臉，她悔瘋了
Ethan
He is the former partner of a woman who was also his wife. He is patient, intelligent, and determined. Ethan endured years of a toxic relationship where his role was subjugated to his partner. After realizing the futility of change, he chose to divorce and return to his family home. Upon his return, he discovered a billiondollar inheritance, transforming his life's struggles into financial freedom. Now, Ethan contemplates using his newfound wealth to help others.
Ethan's Family
They are Ethan's supportive family who welcomed him back home after his divorce from Lana. They are nurturing, encouraging, and optimistic. When Ethan returned to his family home, they provided comfort and understanding during his time of need. Now that he has inherited a significant portion of their estate, they likely expect him to use his newfound wealth responsibly for the betterment of their shared family legacy.
Lana
She is Ethan's former wife and partner. She is manipulative, ambitious, and calculating. Lana initially presented as a supportive partner but gradually relegated Ethan to secondary status. Her ultimate goal was to leverage her relationship with him for professional advancement. When Ethan left, she appointed a male assistant as her new partner. Her actions led to the dissolution of their partnership, and she likely regrets underestimating Ethan's determination.
I was married to her for ten years and we were partners for a long time.
I did everything I could to help her, but she still kicked me away after I had done my best for her.
She gave my position away to a man, and that was the final blow to which I could no longer tolerate.
So I divorced her and came back home to my family.
It turned out that it was all a blessing in disguise.
The president's wife, Lana, was originally a poor girl from the countryside.
She met me when she was in college, and at that time, I was already a well-known figure in the business world.
She must have been very smart to have attached herself to me and climbed up so quickly.
In the early days of our marriage, she was very kind and sweet.
She presented herself as a loyal partner who would stand by my side through thick and thin.
But as time went on, I gradually realized that she was not as simple as she seemed to be.
She had a hidden ambition and was determined to make it to the top.
With my help, she finally became the president of a large group.
I drive my new Bentley to her office building and park directly in the parking space with her name on it.
The security guard at the entrance of the underground parking lot sees me, but he does not say anything.
I guess he is probably stunned by my changed appearance.
I am no longer the man who wore casual clothes and drove a Toyota.
Now, I am dressed in tailored clothes and wear a Patek Philippe watch on my wrist.
I take the elevator to the top floor, which is the executive floor.
The entire floor is made of glass walls, and I can see everything that is happening inside from outside.
Lana is having a meeting with her new partner, a man who looks to be in his thirties.
She is wearing the red dress that I bought for her last year, and she looks very beautiful in it.
She is gesturing animatedly as she speaks, and her eyes are shining with excitement. The receptionist at the front desk sees me and greets me with a smile.
"Mr. Johnson, it's been a long time," she says.
"Yes, it has," I reply.
"Is Lana busy?"
"She's in a meeting right now," the receptionist replies.
"Would you like to wait?"
"Yes, please," I say.
The receptionist leads me to the reception area and offers me a cup of coffee.
I decline politely and sit down to wait.
Twenty minutes later, Lana's meeting ends, and she comes out of her office with her partner.
They shake hands, and he leaves without noticing me sitting there.
Lana goes back into her office, and I stand up and straighten my jacket.
I walk into her office, and she looks up, surprised.
"David, what are you doing here?" she asks, her voice a mix of curiosity and caution.
"I came to tell you that the board has decided to remove you as president," I say calmly, watching her expression shift from surprise to disbelief.
I reach into my leather briefcase and deliberately take my time retrieving the documents, watching her composure crack.
Her hands shake as she demands to see the papers.
I slide the formal notice across her polished desk, along with the supporting evidence of her mismanagement and questionable decisions over the past year.
She snatches them up, frantically flipping through pages, her perfectly manicured nails crumpling the corners.
When she reaches the final page with the board members' signatures, including my family's majority stake approval, she slumps back in her chair.
