I never told my in-laws’ family I owned a five-billion-dollar empire. To them, I was

Elena chuckled, and the room fell silent, her laughter ringing ominously against the walls. She didn’t need to tattle to anyone. The irony was delicious, but there was no pleasure in this reveal—only necessity.

“David,” she began, her voice smooth and poised, “you might want to rethink your current position at the company. You see, I’m not just some housewife. I am the Chairman of Nova Group. The partners you keep mentioning? They answer to me.”

The blood drained from David’s face, his smug grin evaporating. The rest of the family exchanged confused glances, disbelief washing over them like a cold tide. Clara’s wine glass clattered onto her plate, wine splashing onto the pristine tablecloth, a vivid red stain blossoming—much like the sudden realization of their folly.