“I gave up my engineering career and spent seven years building my husband's billionaire empire. But when my family's business faced a crisis, he ruthlessly cut our credit lines to bankrupt us, all to steal the core business proposal I had worked on for half a year for his new secretary and mistress. They even accused me of malicious competition. "She saved us two million dollars by giving up her project bonus for a custom Porsche. You should be grateful," he told me over the phone with a condescending tone. "Come to my office tomorrow to get your pathetic bridge loan, and learn to behave. Stop targeting her." He didn't know that because of the thugs his mistress hired to violently push my father, my father had already died of a massive heart attack on a cold warehouse floor. When I confronted him, he froze my bank accounts, locked me out of our home, and demanded I get on my knees to apologize to the thief. "Consider this bankruptcy a lesson in market realities," he told me coldly. I looked at the man I had loved for seven years, realizing my sacrifices meant absolutely nothing to his cruel, arrogant ego. I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I grabbed the hidden master encryption drive and the bloody evidence from the safe. Then, I calmly dialed the fiercest corporate litigator in the city to make them pay for every drop of blood.”