If I could be the wife of Wallace Collins, an overbearing boss, for three years, I could get 100 thousand houses in the downtown area.

To prevent Wallace from divorcing me, I polished shoes for his mistress.

I even changed diapers and found a kindergarten for his illegitimate child. Those were common tasks for me.

It was the coldest time of the year. I was still outside just because his mistress wanted to eat the cake that was sold in the shop 18 miles away.

My phone rang, it was Wallace, my husband.

He asked me to get to his office within 30 minutes.

I hurried over in a taxi, fearing that my lateness would make him angry.

I rushed into his office.

He was scolding his employees with his hands on his hips. When he saw me, he snorted.

"Don't you feel shameful? You forgot a decimal point in the document, so our company lost 10 million dollars."

I opened my mouth but said nothing.

It was the eighth time that he made me take the blame for his mistake.

For the sake of his poor pride, he always put the blame on me.

In fact, I never looked at his documents.

The employees who were scolded looked at me with contempt.

They must be furious that what they had achieved in a month was ruined just because of a decimal point.

I forced a smile.

"I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

Wallace walked up to me and looked down at me condescendingly.

"Valery, since you made a mistake, I have to punish you to be a company cleaner for a day."

I nodded.

I told myself secretly to be patient. There was only one day left. I would have been married to him for three years tomorrow.

Therefore, I put on gloves, a mask, and an apron.

I bent over and mopped the floor. There were ten floors.

When I reached the eighth floor, I was so tired that I couldn't stand straight. Beads of sweat were dripping down.

A female employee passing by pinched her nose and frowned.

"How can our president have such a wife? She's stupid and dumb. And she's smelly."

She was Lina, Wallace's secretary. She had long wanted to get my position, so she disliked me.

My waist hurt like it was on fire, and I didn't want to speak to her.

However, she was aggressive.

"You are born inferior. No matter how you are abused, you never say a word. Please don't show up and embarrass yourself. "

The employees at their workstations glanced over secretly, watching the fun.

Lina suddenly grabbed my hair.

She shouted to the people around her, "Look, everyone! Mrs. Collins is wearing a hairband that costs only three dollars. It's unbelievable."

I felt pain and slapped her. She covered her face with her hand and tried to fight against me in rage.

"What are you doing?"

There came a voice. It was Wallace.

He walked over expressionlessly in a suit.

Lina walked over and pressed herself against him.

"Mr. Collins, it's all my fault. I just handed her a tissue to wipe her sweat, but she slapped me."

The red mark on Lina's face was obvious.

Wallace's voice was not loud, but there was an irresistible power.

“Apologize to Lina.”

I remained silent.

He raised his hand and slapped me.

"Can't you hear me?"

I bit my lip and said, "Sorry."

There were gasps of shock from people all around. No one expected me, Wallace's wife, to apologize to an employee.

"I didn't hear what you said."

Lina became more and more aggressive, but Wallace was still on her side and stared at me coldly.

I raised my voice. "Lina, I'm sorry!"

She smiled, "It's OK. I didn't care."

She lowered her voice, and only I could hear her. "Have you seen that? In Mr. Collins' eyes, you are not as important as a dog."

I dragged myself and continued mopping the floor, trying to ignore the strange looks around me.

My limbs were like heavy stones, and it took a lot of effort to lift them. I gritted my teeth and managed to finish mopping the last floor.

I felt my body was falling apart, so I lay on the ground casually.

I didn't want to move.

Suddenly, someone stepped on my hand. I wanted to withdraw it, but he didn't retract his foot.

It was Wallace.

He looked at me viciously.

"Do you have any shame? Lying on the floor like this is worse than a beggar on the street."

I chuckled, "Yeah."

He suddenly grabbed me.

His force was so strong that I could hardly breathe. I struggled, but he refused to let go of me.

"No matter how I torture you, you always stick with me and obey me. Why are you so humble? Are you addicted to being a bootlicker? The more you act like this, the more disgusted I feel."

He finally let go of me and walked away quickly. He was too impatient to even look at me.

I pressed my hand on my chest and gasped for a while before I calmed down.

On the way home, I bought myself a cake.

When I entered the house, Wallace saw the cake in my hand.

He said with sarcasm, "You don't deserve a birthday cake."

I watched him trample the cake and said nothing.

Actually, it was not my birthday. However, after midnight, I could get 100 thousand houses in the downtown area.

Therefore, I bought a cake to celebrate.

I had lived with him for three years, but he couldn't even tell if it was my birthday.

As usual, I prepared his bathrobe and towel for his bath.

I put a cup of milk on the nightstand.

Then, I sat quietly in the living room until midnight.

A bell rang in my mind.

"Congratulations! You've completed the task and got 100 thousand houses in the downtown area."

I took a deep breath and checked the 10-foot-high property certificates in front of me one by one.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that I finished the check.

"Ding!" My phone rang. It was Wallace's mistress who sent me a message: [There's a power outage at my house. Can you come and help me fix the switch?]

I replied: [Call your mom.]

Then, I blocked her.

I found the divorce agreement.

When I came to Wallace's bed, he was sleeping soundly.

I raised my hand and slapped him three times.

He woke up off guard. Blue veins stood out on his temples. He growled, "Do you want to die?"

I sneered, "Let's divorce."

I threw the divorce agreement in his face. He couldn't believe it and sneered, "What? I must have misheard. The bootlicker wants to divorce me. What tricks are you playing?"

"I mean it."

I didn't want to talk to him, so I picked up my suitcase and left.

"You've gone to great lengths to get my attention. I want to see how regretful you'll be after I sign the divorce agreement."

He grabbed the pen and signed it neatly.

I smiled and immediately grabbed the divorce agreement.

I said, "Once you sign it, you can't regret it."

He stopped me.

"I'm waiting for you to come back and beg me."

I ignored him. Seeing that, he said contemptuously, "Do you want a breakup fee? Is 500 thousand dollars enough?"

I pushed him away and walked out the door.

Finally, I said, "There's a power outage at the Best Actress's house. Fix it for her."

The Best Actress was Wallace's mistress. She was portrayed as a pure and innocent girl in show biz, but she secretly gave birth to a son for Wallace.

Wallace hated me so much because of Vera, the Best Actress. I once saved Wallace's mom. Wallace's mom had realized that Vera was a hypocrite and forced Wallace into marrying me. Wallace hated me and thought that he and his lovers could not get married because I had played tricks to confuse his mom.

I endured all kinds of torture and finally got through it.

After leaving the villa, I immediately called a real estate agent.

"I'm selling a house."

The real estate agent was silent for three seconds. Then, he replied, "I'll be there right now."

Twenty minutes later, the agent stood in front of me with a smile.

"You have found the right person. I can help you sell your house within 24 hours."

I nodded.

I asked him, "Can you help me rent out the remaining 99,999 houses? They are all in the downtown area, so it won't be hard to rent them out."

The agent was so shocked that he widened his eyes. He stammered after a long while, "You... Just leave it to me. I will make you satisfied."

The agent was helpful. The next day, I had 100 million dollars in my account.

He spent two weeks renting out all my houses.

The monthly rent was about 10 million dollars.

I used the money to buy stocks and funds and invest in real estate instead of buying cars or houses.

I also contacted some luxury stores in advance and planned to go over and take a look. I would buy some stores.

When I walked into a luxury store, I heard a familiar voice.

"Valery, why are you in a luxury store? Can you afford anything here? Stop pretending to be rich. Get out now. Don't dirty the floor."

Vera, a popular actress in show biz, wore a hat and a mask. She held the hand of a boy.

Although I couldn't see her face, I knew she was sarcastic.

"Is your store a supermarket? How come anyone can be here? Get her out."

The waiter came up and pushed me.

"Get out!"

At that moment, my bracelet fell to the ground.

The diamonds scattered everywhere.

The bracelet was a gift the bank president gave me the day before. Since I was an important depositor, the bank president took me seriously. He sent the bracelet to me and put it on my hand.

Vera took a glance at the bracelet.

"Valery, you can't afford a diamond bracelet like this. You wear a fake for your vanity."

The waiter agreed with disdain, "Yes, people like her are the most annoying. There is nothing in their wallets, but they are vain. They are different from you. Is your necklace the Ocean Star? It was sold at an auction a few days ago for eight million dollars?"

Vera raised her chin and touched the big blue diamond.

She said happily, "Yes, my boyfriend proposed to me with it yesterday. He went to the bathroom."

I said coldly, "The one on your neck is fake. I didn't expect that Wallace, a president, to propose with a fake necklace."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Vera was so angry that her chest heaved.

Her son pouted and helped Vera. "Get lost, you ugly woman! You are jealous of my mom because she have stolen your husband."

Zoya quickly covered the boy's mouth to stop him from speaking.

Otherwise, others might find out that she was a mistress.

"The real one is at my house, and you're showing off with a fake. I'm ashamed of you. Go home and look in the mirror. The implant in your nose is crooked."

She was exposed in public, so she raised her hand to slap me.

I dodged and slapped her hard.

"Stop!"

There came a voice, and the boy ran over and looked up at his father. He complained, "The bad woman wanted to bully Mom. Dad, get someone to beat her up."

As soon as Vera saw Wallace coming out of the bathroom, she burst into tears and said softly, "I... I don't blame her. I know Valery is angry at me. It's OK for her to vent her anger to me. It's all because I love you too much and can't give you to her."

There was disgust in Wallace's eyes.

"Valery, I'm disappointed with you. You used to be obedient, but now you use such despicable means to attract my attention. You are so shameless."

He held Vera in his arms and patted her gently to comfort her.

I was about to speak when I saw the boy holding a high-heeled shoe. The sharp heel was pointing at my thigh, so I quickly dodged.

I held the boy's clothes and grabbed the high heel.

I did what he wanted to do to me to him.

He suddenly screamed in pain.

Zoya rushed over and tore my hair.

"How dare you bully my son?"

I was tough.

"He's just a bastard. Why should I be afraid of him?"

I fought with them and soon gained the upper hand. Vera had a bruised face and messy hair. She was pinned to the ground by me, but my clothes were neat, and I didn't even breathe heavily.

Wallace shamelessly joined in and wanted to kick me.

However, someone stopped him.

"Stop!"

Wallace was so indignant that his index finger almost touched my nose. "You must be the store manager. Deal with this lunatic. I don't want to see her."

The store manager looked at me. Then, he turned to look at Wallace.

"I'm sorry. She is our distinguished guest. Please don't boss her around."

Everyone present was stunned.