Chapter 14The Final Slap
I stood up slowly, towering over him in my stilettos.
"That is a very touching story, Lu Chen," I said, my voice devoid of a single ounce of empathy. "A tragedy of Shakespearean proportions. You spent your life looking for your savior, only to torture her when she was right in front of you."
I picked up the 50 million yuan check from the desk and slowly, deliberately, ripped it in half. Then into quarters. I let the pieces flutter to the floor like dead snow.
"But I don't care," I whispered, leaning in so close he could feel the frost in my breath. "I don't care about your childhood trauma. I don't care about your misplaced gratitude. You were a grown man who chose to be a tyrant."
Lu Chen's face completely crumbled. He dropped to his knees. The untouchable, arrogant, terrifying CEO of the Lu Corporation was kneeling on my office floor, gripping the hem of my skirt.
"Yan-yan, please," he begged, his voice entirely broken. "Give me a chance to atone. I will give you everything. My company, my life. Just don't look at me with those cold eyes. I love you."
I looked down at him. The man who had sneered at me as I bled out at the bottom of the marble stairs in my past life was now groveling like a whipped dog.
It was the ultimate Face-Slapping. It was complete, absolute domination.
"System," I thought. "Execute Order 66 on the Lu Corporation."
[Executing. Releasing Zhang Wei's corporate espionage files, Lu Corporation's hidden tax evasion ledgers, and the Apex Tech merger leaks directly to the Federal Financial Bureau. Initiating hostile takeover protocols via the Ye Consortium.]
My desk phone rang instantly. I put it on speaker.
"President Ye!" my assistant's panicked voice blared. "The Federal Bureau just raided the Lu Corporation headquarters! Their stocks are in freefall! They are bankrupt!"
Lu Chen's head snapped up, his dark eyes wide with shock. He looked from the phone to my cold, smiling face.
"You..." he breathed. "You destroyed my company?"
"I destroyed your kingdom, Lu Chen," I said softly, stepping back and pulling my skirt from his grasp. "Because kings don't belong on their knees. Beggars do. Consider this our final divorce settlement."
I picked up the divorce papers from my desk—the very same papers he had thrown in my face in my past life—and tossed them down at him. They scattered over his kneeling form.
"Sign them," I commanded, echoing his exact words from the past. "And get out of my building."
Lu Chen stared at the papers. He realized, with crushing, absolute finality, that he had lost everything. His white moonlight was a fraud, his company was dust, and the woman he truly loved was the one holding the executioner's axe.
With a shaking hand, he pulled a pen from his pocket. He signed the papers, his tears staining the ink. He stood up, a broken, empty shell of a man, and walked out of my office without another word.
[DING! Ultimate Revenge Completed! The Heavens have been appeased!]
[Reward: Infinite Wealth unlocked. Host is now the supreme ruler of Jingcheng.]
I walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out over the city. I had done it. I had rewritten my miserable fate into a legend of absolute power.
But as I stood there, basking in the silence of my victory, a strange, persistent static began to buzz in my ear.