She signed the divorce without saying a word… but no one in the room knew that her multimillionaire father was watching every second of the humiliation.

Kimberly looked down at the floor, unable to meet anyone’s eyes.

“When she met you, she genuinely believed she had found a man who could see her for who she was,” Robert said. “She asked me to never interfere and never reveal our identity so that if you ever did find out, it would be too late to exploit it.”

Geneva remained silent, letting her father’s words sink into Christian’s crumbling ego.

Suddenly, all the pieces of the last few years began to fit together in Christian’s mind.

The brilliant strategic ideas he had claimed as his own had actually come from her.

The lucky encounters with investors and the rent money that appeared just in time were all her doing.

He realized he was just a lucky man who had been standing on the foundation his wife had built in the dark.

“SkyGrid,” Christian whispered, staring at Geneva in shock. “It was you the whole time.”

“I organized your chaos and corrected your disastrous expansion plans when you were running out of cash,” she replied. “I wrote the emails that saved your reputation and used my own savings to keep the lights on while you were busy taking credit for my vision.”

Every sentence she spoke seemed to make him shrink further into his expensive leather chair.

“That doesn’t prove anything because Christian is still the CEO and the company belongs to him,” Kimberly shouted.