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Shen Mu: 'Honey, I know I was wrong. Can you give me another chance and not divorce me? I don’t want to lose you. I promise to be devoted to you from now on.'

I laughed. Shen Mu was so naive.

'Enough. If we don’t settle this today, with the evidence I have of your infidelity, the court will rule in my favor anyway. I can wait, but I wonder—will you end up giving me even more of your assets? After all, my lawyer specializes in high-stakes divorce cases.'

I’d endured this far not to play games with Shen Mu. My threat left him pale. His lawyer tugged his sleeve, urging calm.

My expensive lawyer lived up to their reputation. Shen Mu went from refusal to signing the divorce papers on the spot. To buy back my shares in his company—now at peak value—he drained his savings and sold two suburban properties to pay me. His fear of me meddling in his company blinded him to its impending collapse.

Out of kindness, I mailed him a 'divorce gift': his infertility report, DNA test results, and intimate photos of Jia Rong with her middle-aged lover. I also sent copies of Jia Rong and Shen Mu’s... escapades to her other lover, and the wife of the middle-aged man received photos and the child’s DNA sample. Let chaos reign.

I retired briefly to rest before my next venture. Oh, and I reminded Li Lüjing to wrap up her tasks. She’s a force—poaching Shen Mu’s entire team to launch a rival company. Within a month, they’d gutted his business. Meanwhile, Shen Mu got his 'third leg' broken by Jia Rong’s jealous lover. No evidence, no justice.

Jia Rong was thrown out by my ex-mother-in-law. The middle-aged man’s wife and daughter disfigured her in a fight. Now abandoned, she’s reaping what she sowed.

When Li Lüjing updated me, I shrugged. 'The beach is lovely, and the guys here have eight-pack abs. I’ll return when I’m bored.'