After I returned to the company from a six-month business trip, the lunch my housekeeper brought me had been stolen seven days in a row. Today, I saw my husband's newly hired assistant trying to take my lunch again. I grabbed it back without hesitation. But I didn't expect her to start cursing at me. "Who the hell are you? I can have you fired with a single word." I didn't respond. She shoved me without warning. "Listen up, this company belongs to my husband. You should be honored that I like your food." "Better learn your place. Go buy me some snacks now." I nearly laughed at how absurd she sounded. I've never seen such a self-righteous person. I immediately called my husband, Chris Green. "Chris, is your new wife so poor she can't even afford a meal?" I had just hung up when the assistant grabbed my collar and started shouting insults. "Everyone knows that here. Gifts from home or takeouts, you have to offer me a share first!" "This lunch of yours is obviously homemade. You should be honored, not so petty!" I was so furious I almost laughed. I've never seen such a shameless person. As she spoke, she reached out again to snatch the lunch box from my hands. Her tone grew even more arrogant. "You must be new, right? You don't know who I am?" "Let me tell you, Mr. Green is my husband. This whole company belongs to me. Who do you think you are, daring to offend me?" "Let go." My voice turned cold. It was ridiculous. How could Chris allow such a parasite to grow inside his own company? She was actually stealing employees' lunches? How did she even get hired? My calmness made her angrier. Her grip on my collar tightened as she shoved me against the wall. "Let go? You don't understand human language? I'm eating this lunch today, and if you know what's good for you..." Before she could finish, I grabbed her arm and applied a bit of force. She screamed. "You fucking dare touch me?" Her face twisted in pain. "I'm Mr. Green's wife. Touch me, and he will make sure you'll be kicked out of Shorecity!" The employees gathered around when they saw this. I naturally assumed they were being exploited too and had come to confront this assistant with me. But instead, their faces were full of flattery. "Karen helps us handle so much work every day. What's wrong with eating your lunch?" "Exactly. Newcomers who don't know the rules do need some lessons." "Everyone knows Karen under Mr. Green. Offering her things is an unspoken rule here." "What's wrong with you? Karen eating your lunch means she thinks highly of you. This newcomer really doesn't know her place." With people backing her up, Karen didn't forget to threaten me even while baring her teeth in pain. "Did you hear that? Everyone in the company knows this. Hurry up and apologize, then respectfully hand over the food. Otherwise, you'll be kicked out!" I scanned those bootlicking faces and felt confused. I'd only been gone for half a year. How had Chris let the company's culture rot like this? He had always been strict. Once, a department manager was scolded so badly that he resigned on the spot just for having an employee pick up takeout for him. It seemed this assistant had been abusing her power while Chris was away. I looked at Karen's smug face and sneered. "So what if I don't give you my lunch?" As soon as she heard that, Karen raised her hand and slapped me. There was a sharp crack. Half my face instantly burned and went numb. I reacted quickly, grabbed her wrist, and slammed her against the wall. Her head hit the wall and she screamed in pain. "How dare you! You actually hit me?" I sidestepped, lifted my leg, and kicked into her knee. With just a bit of force, she staggered and dropped to her knees. That completely enraged her. "Someone come here! Teach this crazy woman a lesson!" Several burly men in black suits rushed over. Karen pointed at me and shouted, "It's her! She dared to defy me. Break her legs if you have to!" The bodyguards reached out to grab me. I frowned and stopped them. "Stop! You're Chris's people? You don't even recognize me anymore?" They paused, clearly finding me familiar. Hesitation showed on their faces. I shook free of their hands. "I'm Chris's legal wife. Don't you know who you should be listening to?" Before I could finish speaking, Karen suddenly laughed. "Legal wife? What the fuck are you talking about? Everyone in the company knows I'm with Chris!" She pointed at the two bodyguards and said, "They were personally assigned by Chris to protect me. Who the hell are you?" The bodyguards exchanged a look, as if they had thought of something. They reached for me again. "Mr. Green gave instructions. Karen's safety comes first. Anyone who interferes with her doesn't deserve mercy." Someone suddenly kicked me hard in the back. I stumbled forward and fell to the ground. The food spilled everywhere from the lunch box. Before I could push myself up, the two bodyguards pinned my shoulders from either side. Their knees pressed hard into my back. Looking down at me, Karen said, "How dare you pretend to be Chris's wife? Today I'll show you who really runs things here!" She raised her hand and slapped me again and again. The sound echoed down the hallway, mixed with the sharp intakes of breath from the surrounding employees. Half my face quickly swelled. Blood seeped from the corner of my mouth, and the metallic taste filled my mouth. "Stubborn, huh?" The slapping continued. "Do you know you were wrong yet?" I was pinned down and couldn't move. I could only grit my teeth. "Keep hitting her. Beat her until she gives in." With the order given, the bodyguards continued to beat me. "Stop hitting my mommy!"
I jerked my head to the side and saw Elsa being dragged by Eric. Her small body struggled desperately forward. "Elsa!" I wanted to tell her not to come over. But the moment I opened my mouth, the taste of blood surged up my throat. "They're bad people! They're bullying my mommy!" Karen was startled by the sudden disturbance. The viciousness in her eyes deepened. "Where did this little brat come from? You dare meddle in my business?" Elsa had never been shouted at like this before. She trembled in fear, yet still craned her neck and shouted back, "You're a bad person. You stole our food and hit my mommy!" "You're asking for it!" Being talked back to by a child humiliated her even further. She lifted her foot and kicked toward her. Eric reacted quickly and shielded Elsa behind him. He took the blow himself and bent over with a muffled groan. "This is Mr. Green's daughter. How dare you?" "Mr. Green's daughter?" Karen laughed as if she had heard the biggest joke. She reached out to grab Elsa. "I think she's just some bastard. How dare you pretend to be Mr. Green's child? Get lost!" Elsa was frightened by her ferocious expression and burst into tears. She clung tightly to my arm and refused to let go. "Let go of my mommy! If you hit my mommy again, I'll ask Daddy to fire you!" "You still dare to mention Chris?" Karen raised her hand and swung it toward Elsa's face. "Get away from her!" I suddenly threw off the bodyguards pinning me down. They hadn't expected me to still have the strength to fight back. They stumbled back a couple of steps. As I lunged forward, Karen's hand had already landed on Elsa's arm. It didn't hit her face, but it shoved her so hard she staggered. "Elsa!" I pulled my daughter into my arms. The wounds on my back screamed in pain, but I held her tightly and refused to let go. She was shaking all over, but she still asked me carefully, "Mommy, does it hurt? They're bad people. I'll tell Daddy!" "You little bastard! How dare you bite me?" Elsa had left teeth marks on Karen while struggling. Karen was livid, her face twisted as she kicked toward the back of my knee. "So ill-mannered! You got it from your mother?" Holding Elsa, I twisted aside to dodge. My knee buckled and I nearly collapsed. "Karen." I looked up. Half my face was swollen and numb. "If you touch my daughter again today, I'll make sure you get serious punishment." She was startled by the viciousness in my eyes. Then she sneered. "You think you can scare me? Useless trash who got beaten to the ground still dares to threaten me? I think you've been beaten stupid!" As she spoke, she reached out again to grab Elsa. "Where did this bastard come from? Get her out of here!" I shot to my feet and shielded Elsa tightly in my arms. Veins bulged on my forehead. "She is Chris's daughter. Don't you dare touch her again!" Karen burst out laughing. "Chris's daughter? How come I've never heard he has such a bastard?" She stepped closer, her gaze sweeping over the trembling Elsa. "Since you failed to educate her properly, I'll teach her how to behave for you." "Drag her away. Teach her some manners!" The bodyguards hesitated for a moment. In the end, they still reached toward Elsa in my arms. Seeing this, Eric stomped his feet in panic and rushed forward to stop them. Another bodyguard roughly pinned his shoulder. "Stay down!" Eric stumbled into the wall and let out a painful groan. He still roared, "You can't touch Elsa! Mr. Green won't let you off!" Karen stepped on the hand I was using to protect Elsa and ground it under her heel. "I make the rules here! Today I'm not only going to slap the kid, but also make you watch her cry!" She shouted at the bodyguards, "What are you standing around for? Do it!" My daughter was on the verge of tears. "Mommy..." At that moment, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door. "What's all this noise about?"
It was Chris. He strode quickly to Karen's side, his face full of concern. "What happened? Are you hurt?" Karen shook her head. She looked aggrieved. "I was just caring about the employees. I was curious about what she was eating. I didn't expect her to say I wasn't worthy of knowing..." Chris turned to look at me and frowned. "Rachel, can't you stop making trouble for me?" He spoke with clear impatience in his voice. "You've only been back from a six-month business trip for one day and you're already causing trouble. Do you think the company is too peaceful, so you have to stir things up before you're satisfied?" My arms tightened around Elsa. "She was the one who stole..." "Enough." He raised his hand and cut me off. "I don't care who's at fault. The whole company is watching a joke right now." "Look at yourself. You're fighting like a shrew, and you even brought your kid here to make things worse. You're not ashamed, but I am." "Daddy, that's not..." Elsa tried to explain, but he silenced her with a glare. "This isn't your place to speak." Chris's gaze fell back on me. "You're nothing but trouble. You've always been this way. I'm already exhausted dealing with company matters. Can't you behave yourself for once?" He pointed at the red mark on Karen's arm. "Karen is a high-priced talent I hired. And you went straight to using violence. If anything happened to her, could you afford the consequences?" "Chris, can you get your facts straight? She stole my lunch and even called Elsa a bastard..." I clenched my fists. My heart went completely cold. "It's just food. You should be honored that she wanted your lunch." Chris let out a mocking laugh. "I know you were the one making a scene first." "Rachel, no matter what you do, you still reek of small-time thinking. No wonder you'll never amount to anything." Small-time thinking? I laughed. He had stayed in a position of power for too long and had forgotten what kind of charity case he used to be. Elsa was shaking as she cried. "Daddy, how can you say that about Mommy..." "Don't call me Daddy!" Chris shouted coldly. "I don't want a daughter as ill-mannered as you. Leave now. Stop being an eyesore here!" I looked at the man in front of me, who felt utterly unfamiliar. My heart finally turned to ice. After I went on my business trip, Chris said he was busy with work and sent Elsa to stay with my parents. In just half a year, he had not only forgotten me. He was even this heartless to our own daughter. "Chris, you really are something." Looking at the impatience written all over Chris's face, I suddenly laughed. I said, picking Elsa up. "Fine. Since I'm such an eyesore to you, I quit." Chris raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard a joke. "You think quitting will solve the problem? Rachel, do you think this is child's play?" "Not just that." I stared straight into his eyes and spoke slowly, word by word. "Chris, we're getting a divorce." The moment those words fell, the surroundings went completely silent. Even the smugness on Karen's face froze for a split second as she looked at Chris. She seemed to realize, in shock, that I really was Chris's wife. I thought he would at least hesitate. He didn't. He only frowned and said, "Fine. If that's what you want." He noticed Karen's gaze and reached out to straighten her collar. "Yeah, she is my wife, well, she was. From now on, I only want you." Then he looked back at me. "You can resign, but you'll have to pay the breach-of-contract penalty. And Karen was frightened today. So you still have to pay the compensation for emotional distress." He seemed to think of something and then said, "Well, you can just transfer that riverside villa you own in Shorecity to Karen's name. That will cover both amounts." Karen's eyes lit up instantly. She might not know the villa's exact value, but the words "Shorecity riverside" alone were enough to make her excited. She immediately hooked her arm around Chris's and looked at me provocatively. "Chris, you're the best!" I raised an eyebrow and turned to my housekeeper. "Eric, call my father's assistant. Tell him to bring over the property deed for the Riverplex villa. The sooner, the better." Eric froze for a moment, then nodded. "Alright." There was a hint of coldness in the way he looked at Chris. "Seems you really don't know who you're living off. Your good days are probably coming to an end." Chris's expression shifted slightly. He clearly hadn't expected me to agree so readily. That villa was my premarital property, worth nearly a hundred million. He had assumed I would argue or feel heartache. He hadn't expected this. His tone tightened. "Rachel, stop pretending to be generous here! Do you think I don't know that villa is your only..." I smiled. Whether it was my only property would become clear soon enough. They waited for about ten minutes. When no one showed up, impatience crept in. "Rachel, did you even ask anyone to deliver the property deed? Are you deliberately stalling so you can call the police?" Karen immediately chimed in. "I don't think she has it. Maybe that villa was mortgaged long ago. She's just putting on a brave front here!" She stepped closer. "Doesn't that make sense? A gold digger like you, dumped by her husband, probably won't even have money for food tomorrow." The employees around us started whispering again. Some were sympathetic. Some were contemptuous. Most were watching the spectacle with schadenfreude. "Stop wasting our time." Chris took out his phone. "Since you refuse to compensate, let's call the police. Let them judge what punishment someone who disrupts company order and assaults others should receive." I stood there holding Elsa. I didn't even lift my eyelids. "What's the rush? They're on their way." "Still acting tough?" Karen sneered and reached out to grab my phone. "I think you're just playing us. Today I'll make sure you..." At that moment, a fleet of black Rolls-Royces pulled up neatly in front of the company. Several men in suits stepped out and opened the doors respectfully. When Elsa saw who it was, her eyes lit up. "Grandpa!"
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