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The company was giving out year-end bonuses, and my husband Holt directly rewarded his secretary Freesia with a huge mansion worth millions.
Freesia's face was all smiles as she planted a kiss on Holt's cheek.
"Thank you for the reward, Mr. Lincoln! I'll repay you even better in the future, Mr. Lincoln."
Seeing how intimate the two of them were, I quietly left the event.
But Holt was dissatisfied with my attitude and rushed over to stop me.
"Vivienne, what's your problem?"
"I've told you a thousand times, there's nothing between Freesia and me. This is all because of her performance."
Hearing the word "performance", my heart was filled with bitterness.
It was clearly all my accomplishment, but not a single person was willing to believe me.
This marriage full of wounds... I don't want it anymore!

Sending Her a Multi-million Dollar Mansion

"Mr. Lincoln, wake up and face reality!"


"How could Ning Chen Culture have ever gotten off the ground without Ms. Stratton?"


"All those clients came because of Ms. Stratton!"


"You're nothing but a thief who stole someone else's achievements, yet you strut around acting all high and mighty..."


"I really don't know what you have to be so smug about! You can't even figure out how to properly mooch off others, it's embarrassing!"


Holt's face flushed red, then turned a mottled blue and purple from the verbal assault.


Deep down, he had always known the truth, but refused to acknowledge it.


Now, with outsiders laying the bloody truth bare before him, he naturally couldn't accept it.


"Ning Chen Culture is my blood, sweat, and tears. What does it have to do with Vivienne?"


Holt's tone was full of hysteria as he seized the opportunity to hastily make his exit.


Chapter 9