She stood by him through his humble beginnings, only to be told she was no longer good enough. At his engagement banquet, she was publicly humiliated as his discarded ex. At her lowest point, a composed business tycoon appeared—her ex’s father. Disgusted by his son’s shallowness and impressed by her calm resolve, the tycoon offered her a contractual marriage. She accepted, chasing power instead of love. At a family dinner, her arrogant ex arrived with his new lover. Then the butler announced, “Young master, madam has arrived.” Draped in haute couture, she walked in on the tycoon’s arm, indifferent and poised. Her ex paled in shock; the woman he abandoned was now his stepmother. She vetoed his projects at board meetings and humbled him at family gatherings. No longer desperate, she watched coldly from above. When a severe business crisis struck and the tycoon fell ill, she single-handedly saved the corporation, evolving from a vengeful woman into a true heiress. Defeated, her ex addressed her awkwardly: “Mother.” She corrected him plainly, “Call me the chairman’s wife.” What she gained was far more than a title.
