Chapter 10
“My son did exactly what I told him to,” Cathy replied instantly, with a smug emoji.
Then came two photos that stopped my heart.
A photo showed my husband Hector and her at the wedding.
The other was a family photo of me, my daughter, and my husband.
“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it? That’s what happens when you steal someone’s husband and have his
bastard. Consider yourself lucky my lover didn’t do worse.”
The group chat exploded. Parents I’d known for months turned vicious, attacking me and my
daughter.
Even Mrs. Thompson, her teacher, jumped in: “Tyler was such a good boy today, Cathy! Extra star
for him tomorrow!”
Cathy couldn’t resist: “If you’ve got a problem, come face me. We’re still at school. Unless you’re
scared…”
I strapped my daughter into the car and texted my lawyers:
“Prepare the divorce papers. I’m going to leave with my daughter.”
“She was attacked at school. Send a team here right now. Charge whatever amount directly to my
card. They will pay for this.”
At Oak Lane, I found Cathy surrounded by her new fan club.
“Cathy, you’re so modest! We had no idea your husband runs Orlando Corp!”
“No wonder you always seemed different. That’s real class!”
“We’re all behind you. Can’t let gold–diggers like her win.”
“Right? Tyler’s the real heir to Orlando Corp. Already showing leadership!”
Mrs. Thompson was practically bowing: “Just tell me Tyler’s favorite foods. I’ll change the menu for
him.”
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Cathy soaked it all in.
My husband, Hector, a man who stands at the pinnacle of the world’s business empire, is the current helmsman of the Orlando Group and is also widely recognized in the industry as the “Business
Emperor“.
The Orlando Group, a vast business empire spanning multiple sectors such as technology, finance, real estate, and entertainment, with its influence permeating every corner of the globe, and all of this glory was single–handedly created by Hector.
Now Cathy was using it to play queen bee.
When they saw me, their friendly faces turned to stone. Like I was something they’d scraped off
their shoes.
Mrs. Thompson stepped forward, ice in her voice: “Ms.Aurora, Iris is expelled. Effective
immediately.”
“My daughter gets attacked and you expel her?” I shot back.
“This is an elite school,” she said coldly. “We can’t have our reputation ruined by… certain people.”
My voice went deadly quiet: “You might want to check who the real mistress is before you talk.”
I didn’t finish. Cathy’s hand cracked across my face.
“How dare you show up here? You woman who climbs up by using children.”
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