My younger brother was quite shocked. After repeatedly confirming that I was indeed divorced, he couldn't even eat his pig's trotter.

His face changed on the spot, and he threw down his forks. "Sis, are you out of your mind? If you get divorced, what will happen to my future?" he yelled.

It was my ex-husband who helped him get his job.

Jane also complained.

"I don't care. Andy must attend the private school. Sis, you should go apologize and reconcile with my brother-in-law."

My mother sighed even more.

"How could I have such a useless daughter? Is it because you couldn't give birth to a son that he didn't want you?"

No one in my family cared why I got divorced or how I felt. They only cared about their interests.

I didn't bother arguing with them and simply said that I would never go back or remarry.

Then, I took Anna off the dining table to tidy up the room.

This time, my mother completely dropped her pretense, "Why are you tidying up? There isn't enough room for everyone here."

"Fine, then I'll stay in the unit next door."

There was an empty apartment in the next building. I went to find the keys but couldn't.

Jane, sitting with her legs crossed and picking at fish bones, said, "Don't bother looking. That apartment has been rented out."

"Who told you to rent it out? Why didn't anyone tell me?" I asked.

That apartment was meant for them to stay temporarily. How dare she take it upon herself?

"What's your attitude? The household expenses are so high. What's wrong with me collecting some rent?"

"How about the new house? Anna and I will stay there."

Jane didn't speak but gave my brother a look.

My brother hesitated before finally saying, "Sis, I forgot to tell you Jane is pregnant with her second child. She needs a quiet place to rest. I meant that we could go to the new house to take care of her pregnancy."

I was silent, looking at my younger brother, whom I had always doted on, and asked, "Really?"

He avoided my gaze and finally mumbled a yes.

"So, you mean there's no place for me to stay, right?"

My mother kept her head down, pretending not to hear.

Jane, smacking her lips, said, "Sis, our family's conditions are not as good as yours. If you want to stay, fine. You can be the housekeeper and take care of mom and dad, and pay ten thousand a month for living expenses. Then we won't charge you rent."

I could hardly believe my ears.

The house I bought, and now I had to pay to stay.

"Jane, do you think I'm a pushover?"

"Who are you to talk in this house? Are you pregnant? Dare to go to the hospital with me?"

Jane immediately clung to my brother's arm and cried, "Andrew! I can't live like this. Are you just going to watch your sister bully me?"

To my surprise, my brother immediately turned against me.

He shouted.

"Divina, you got married, so why are you insisting on coming back to live here?"

"If it weren't for mom's soft heart, we wouldn't have taken you and your kid in."

"If you know what's good for you, go apologize to my brother-in-law. Then we can still be a family."

At this moment, my father, who hadn't left his room, made a grand entrance, leaning on a crutch.

He obviously hadn't learned to use it yet and almost walked briskly.

Finally, he plopped down on the sofa, pointed his crutch at me, and scolded.

"Divina, you came back and caused trouble, making the house a mess. Are you satisfied now?"

"If you have the guts, go fight with your ex-husband. How dare you get kicked out and disgrace us!"

My eyes instantly reddened.

Were these the family members I missed day and night?

Did they really treat me as one of their own?

I thought coming back would give me some support. I wanted to bring my five billion and let the whole family enjoy it together. But I never expected this outcome.

Since that was the case, there was no need to share my wealth with them.

I held back my tears and asked, "So, there's no place for me in this family, right?"

My mother coldly said, "Your home is in Sea City, not here."

"Your divorce embarrassed us. You still have the nerve to come back. Get out!" My father chimed in.

I laughed.

So, this was how they saw me.

"Fine, you said it yourselves."

"Don't regret it later!"

I left home with my daughter in my arms.

We took a luxurious car straight to a five-star hotel, where I booked a presidential suite for us.

After settling my daughter in, I soaked in the bath and called my ex-husband.

Both of the apartments our family lived in were provided because of his connections.

Yet, my brother and mother took them for granted as their own.

I told my ex-husband that I wanted to take the family to another city for a change of scenery and to heal. I asked him to take back the apartments and convert them into cash for me.

Feeling guilty, he was very agreeable and saw it as a chance to make amends, immediately agreeing to my request.

The other apartment, which I had bought before marriage for my mother, was somehow under my brother's name.

I asked my ex-husband to recommend a top lawyer. I told him the situation. The lawyer said that without a gift agreement, it might be possible to reclaim the property.

Thinking back to how hard I worked before marriage and how I continued to support my family after, only to be treated as an ATM and kicked out when they no longer needed me,

my heart turned cold.

Just as I was feeling sorrowful, another fifty million was deposited into my account.

My ex-husband was generous and quick with the transfer. As he said, he still wanted to win me back, but if I didn't want to, he felt he owed me this compensation.

Fine, no more sadness.

With money, looks, and a daughter, I, Divina, am a winner in life.

I have more money than I can spend in a lifetime. I slept soundly all night.

In addition to the house, I also demanded shares of the company from my ex-husband.

I said I needed to support our daughter in the future. Without hesitation, he agreed and completed the transaction.

Half a month later, I became the boss of the company.

With my daughter, I bought a luxurious house and car, started full-body beauty treatments, and felt rejuvenated by ten years. Divorce? So what? My ex-husband was groveling, and young men were chasing after me.

In this state, I easily passed the interview and joined my own company.

I planned to keep a low profile to observe the company's atmosphere.

One day, while I was working diligently, I received a call from my mother.

Anticipating her reaction, I distanced my phone, yet I could still hear her angry voice.

'Divina, you unfilial daughter! What have you done? The house has been auctioned off! And what about the other two properties? What do you mean they've been reclaimed? Now the tenants are causing a scene, and we have nowhere to go! You better come home and handle this immediately!''

I laughed, ''Didn't you say it wasn't my home? Where should I go back to?''

Jane cursed over the phone.

''Divina, are you even human? Andy was expelled from school and has no place to go!''

''What does that have to do with me?''

My mother threatened, ''Just wait, you think you can act tough, don't you? I'll make you pay for our support!''

I chuckled, ''Mom, I'm just an unemployed drifter now, so I can't provide much support money."

"But don't worry, I know a lawyer. I'll definitely sue Andrew first for not supporting our parents.''

Hearing this, my mother, distressed for her precious son, cried out.

'Fine, just you wait! You think you're untouchable now, don't you? Let me tell you, Andrew has connections now!''

I sneered, truly eager to see what would happen.

If it weren't for me, Andrew wouldn't even have a job and would still be a stay-at-home bum.

After hanging up, my old colleague Emily came to find me, ''Divina, there's a team-building event tonight. You should join us. The team leader will be there too. I'll introduce you.''

Why didn't I see the team leader during the interview?'' I wondered.

Emily explained that the leader was quite busy,

but the surrounding employees exchanged looks and smirked disdainfully.

Clearly, something was amiss.

That evening, during the outdoor lamb roast, I was greeting employees from various departments while gnawing on a lamb leg when I heard a sharp voice questioning, ''Divina, why are you here? Who hired you?''

It was Jane.

Immediately, a sycophantic employee approached me and whispered that Jane was the team leader's wife.

And that family members were allowed at the event.

To my surprise, the unreliable team leader was my brother.

I was contemplating firing him

when Jane began publicly humiliating me.

'Do you know she has no skills? She just leeches off men. She's completely unqualified and should be fired immediately.''

Emily, who interviewed me, immediately vouched for me.

'That's inappropriate. Divina is quite capable, and everyone can see that.''

She then turned to me, ''Is there a misunderstanding?''

I smiled and shook my head, ''No, she's my sister-in-law.''

The onlookers were intrigued.

My brother, drunk, was dragged over by Jane and pointed at me, cursing.

''Divina, you're homeless now, aren't you? I'm going to fire you right now!''

Before he could finish, the tardy general manager saw me and respectfully addressed me.

'President Smith! What are you doing here? I was just about to report the annual work plan to you!''