Full-Time Housewife, Tearing up a 100-Billion-Dollar Consortium

On our wedding anniversary, my husband, a billionaire CEO, slapped me with a divorce agreement, called me a useless, yellow-faced woman, and asked me to take my daughter and leave the house. He didn't know that I was once the financial queen "Midas" who made Wall Street fearful. Now, in order to get my daughter back, I put on my military uniform again. Do they think I'm a low-level collector who can be trampled on? I laughed, and I happened to regard my ex-husband's crumbling business empire as my first "practice project" after my return! Just wait, I will let you kneel in front of me together with your white moonlight, and watch how I crush everything about you with my own hands!