On the Day We Divorced, a Trillion-Dollar Inheritance Fell on Me

For three years, I endured humiliation and willingly worked as a delivery driver. All I got in return was my wife’s betrayal and the words, “You’re not good enough for me.”

On the day we divorced, she arrived arm in arm with a rich heir and demanded that I leave with nothing.

I had barely signed my name when a hundred Rolls-Royces blocked the road. A team of the world’s top lawyers bowed before me in public. “Young Master, your three-year trial is over. Your trillion-dollar fortune and global business empire have all been unlocked!” Looking at my ex-wife and her new flame, their faces drained of color, I smiled. “Sorry, but the company you were just bragging about belongs to me now.”