The Day My Husband Threw His Mistress a Birthday Party, I Took It All Back

I backed my husband’s startup when he had nothing. Thirteen years later, he’s a billionaire, and I’m forty pounds heavier, always in black. At his tutor’s birthday party, I overheard him saying he’d marry her after our divorce. I didn’t open the door. I tossed the gift, then called my aunt. The assets were frozen, the trusts taken back, and forty-seven employees chose to follow me. He had forgotten it all began with my family. Black is my shield. Red will be my payback. I’m reclaiming every part of my life.