Chapter 3 — My Ex-Husband Tossed Me 50,000 Yuan in Alimony—Little Did He Know, the Moment I Walked Away I Reclaimed My 8.72 Billion Fortune

So you finally remember your way home?

Grandfather.

Finished divorcing?

Yes.

He let out a cold hum.

Good.

Back then, when you were stubbornly risking your life to marry that man surnamed Tan, what did I tell you?

A good-for-nothing stock remains useless for an entire lifetime.

The Tan Construction Materials Company has been able to survive until this very day entirely thanks to orders from the Jiang Corporation.

Yet he still dared to keep a mistress on the side.

He certainly has some nerve.

I stood in the middle of the study. Three years had passed since I last set foot in this place, yet everything remained exactly as it had been. Portraits of me spanning from childhood to adulthood still hung on the walls. At age seven, I won the gold medal in a piano competition. At twelve, I went to England to study abroad. At eighteen, I received my acceptance letter from the University of Cambridge. Back then, who would have ever thought that a young woman standing at such dizzying heights would willingly step down with her own hands, only to marry the son of a mere building materials supplier?

Grandfather.

I raised my head to look at him.

I want to return to the company.

He stared at me for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Have you finally come to your senses?

Yes.

The Jiang Corporation currently boasts a market value of forty billion yuan, spanning three major sectors: real estate, finance, and technology.

Which sector do you wish to manage?

All of them.

Grandfather paused for precisely one second. The very next moment, his hearty laughter echoed through the entire study, bouncing off bookshelves crammed with ancient texts as if making the room itself vibrate.

Splendid!

That kind of ambition is truly just like your father back in the day.

Tomorrow during the board meeting, I will personally make the announcement.

He took a sip of tea, and a moment later, he asked again.

And what about Mo-yang Tan?

How do you plan to deal with him?

There is no rush.

He raised an eyebrow.

No rush?

Just let him panic for a few more days.

He looked deeply into my eyes before finally giving a slow nod.

My granddaughter has truly grown up at last.

That night, I stayed at the Jiang family estate. My bedroom had been kept exactly as it was three years ago, with the housekeeper cleaning it thoroughly every single day. Inside the walk-in closet hung the absolute newest seasonal collections from the world’s leading luxury houses. Mei-zhen La used to mock me for not knowing how to dress, claiming I was only suited for bargain-bin clothes sold on the streets. But she had no idea that a single coat in my wardrobe could easily purchase one hundred of the counterfeit Chanel outfits she draped over herself. The phone on the bedside table buzzed once again, vibrating with a relentless stream of text messages sent by Mo-yang Tan.

Jiang Wan, what on earth has happened to my accounts?

What did you do?

Answer the phone!

JIANG WAN!

I flipped the phone face down and ignored it completely. Outside the window, the night view of Jiang City blazed like a sprawling galaxy. Three years ago, I abandoned everything to marry Mo-yang Tan, foolishly believing it was true love. Three years later, I finally understood that some people are simply not worth it. The next morning, waking up promptly at seven o’clock, I selected a black Max Mara pantsuit and paired it with pointed Jimmy Choo heels. Housekeeper Li had already finished preparing breakfast.

Miss, the car is waiting outside at the gates.

Which vehicle are we taking today?

The master mentioned that since today is your first day back at the company, he specifically instructed the driver to prepare the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

I shook my head.

Too ostentatious.

A Maybach will do.

Housekeeper Li smiled warmly.

You remain just as modest as you always were, Miss.

At eight-thirty, the Maybach pulled up smoothly in front of the Jiang Corporation headquarters. The forty-eight-story glass skyscraper towered majestically under the sunlight, where streaks of golden light reflected off the exterior panels, dazzling and resplendent. As soon as I stepped into the grand lobby, the receptionist in her crisp uniform froze in utter astonishment.

May I ask who you are…

Right at that moment, the elevator doors slid open, and a middle-aged man in a grey suit hurried over. It was Guo-hui Zheng, the Executive Vice President of the Jiang Corporation. The instant he laid eyes on me, his expression shifted dramatically.

You… Miss Jiang?

Vice President Zheng, long time no see.

You… you have really returned?

Mmm.

I offered a faint, elegant smile.

I will be relying on everyone for much guidance in the future.

With those words, I walked straight past him and entered the elevator. As I ascended to the topmost floor, the elevator doors closed shut behind me, leaving Guo-hui Zheng standing frozen in place outside. A few seconds later, he hurriedly pulled out his phone to make a call.

Hello, Lao Tran?

Something massive has happened.

The eldest daughter of the Jiang family has returned.