Chapter 14 — Husband Announces Stepson as Heir, And I Reach Top 47 Global Assets

In the end, Luc Thanh Vien still rushed under that building. He was like a cornered animal. Both eyes are bloodshot. His whole body reeked of alcohol and a sour odor. There was a time. He is the owner of this place. From security to reception. Anyone who sees it must bow their heads in greeting. But today. Even the revolving glass door in front of the lobby. He couldn't get through either. Two tall guards wearing neat uniforms. Standing in front of him like two steel walls.

“Sir.”

“This is a private work area.”

“Unauthorized people are not allowed inside.”

The voice is very polite. But the cautious and hateful eyes did not hide it at all.

“I am Luc Thanh Vien!”

He screamed. Try to push the two people away.

“Let me in!”

“I want to see Wen Zhixia!”

“Sorry, Mr. Luc.”

A security guard apparently recognized him. But the tone was even colder than before.

“There are no appointments.”

“No one is allowed in.”

“This is my company!”

“I built it!”

Luc Thanh Vien's voice almost broke.

“On what basis can you stop me?”

A hint of pity flashed in the guard's eyes. It was like looking at a lunatic.

“Mr. Luc.”

“This place is now Luc Thi Moi Group.”

“There is no longer any relationship with you.”

“Please leave.”

“If we continue to affect work, we will be forced to apply enforcement measures.”

Luc Thanh Vien's struggles. In front of professionally trained security guards. It just looks funny. Just helpless. His screams quickly attracted passersby. Everyone stopped. Whispered discussion.

“Isn't that person Luc Thi's old boss?”

“How did it turn out like this?”

“You don't know?”

“The situation was turned around by my ex-wife.”

“Now I'm just an empty-handed person.”

“Deserve it.”

"When he abandoned his wife, he was very dignified."

“The time of retribution has come.”

“Look.”

“Just like a beggar.”

“What a loss of face.”

Every word of that discussion. Like red-hot needles. Stab him right in the ear. Stabbing into a heart already full of wounds. Luc Thanh Vien has never felt so humiliated. All his life he pursued fame. Pursue the admiration of others. But now. He became a joke in everyone's eyes again. Right at that moment. The giant LED screen on the building suddenly lit up. The image switches to an international news channel. Behind are snowy mountains with a bold Swiss landscape. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed female MC is excitedly reporting live.

“We are in Davos, Switzerland.”

“Where the Global Economic Forum is taking place!”

“Just now.”

“A mysterious heiress from the East, Ms. Wen Zhixia, made her debut, shocking the entire hall!”

The screen immediately switched to a close-up. I stand in the middle of the world's biggest economic stage. Facing thousands of top global politicians and billionaires. Calm expression. Respond leisurely. English fluently and accurately. Bring strong persuasion. Every look. Every move. They all exude the aura of someone who holds absolute power. Luc Thanh Vien stood dumbfounded. Look up at the screen. Staring blankly at that woman who was shining brightly. I'm very close. So close that he could see every little expression clearly my face. But also very far. So far away that it feels like it's separated by an entire universe. He couldn't hear what I was saying. He just sees. The world-class figures that he previously wanted to meet also had to rely on connections. At this moment, everyone sits upright. Look at me with eyes of respect and admiration. He sees. When the speech ends. The entire auditorium stood up simultaneously. Applause rang out like thunder. Lasts endlessly. That scene. Stabbing his eyes. Suddenly. He remembers ten years ago. The day their small workshop first received an order worth millions of yuan. He also clapped for me like that. And I nestled in his arms. Embarrassed, he smiled and said:

“The credit is all yours.”

What finally changed? Perhaps nothing has changed. Just himself. Eyes have been blinded by desire. Never really seen it clearly. The woman I married. What kind of existence is it after all? Luc Thanh Vien seemed to be burned by that halo. Roar like a wounded animal. Use all your strength to rush straight at the two guards. He wanted to rush in. I want to smash that screen. He couldn't look anymore. If you look again. He will go crazy. But that madness. Only in return for stronger repression. The two guards were no longer polite. Each person holds one arm. Lock him up. Then dragged him out the door of the building. Like dragging a dead dog.

“Let me go!”

“Let me go!”