MY MISTRESS DIDN’T KNOW I OWNED A $5 BILLION EMPIRE — HE WROTE ME A ASSISTANT UNIFORM TO HIS PARTY, BUT HIS BOSS BOWED WHEN HE SAW ME
THE “USELESS” WIFE
I’m Elena. In my husband Mark’s eyes, I’m just a simple housewife. No job, no contribution, and a burden.

What he doesn’t know is that I’m the silent owner of Vanguard Holdings, a global conglomerate worth five billion dollars. The company Mark works for? It’s just one of the small businesses I own. I chose to keep it a secret so he would feel like he was the pillar of the household.

But tonight, my patience was at its peak.

Mark’s Promotion Party was held at our house. He invited all the executives and his Boss.

“Elena!” Mark shouted as he threw a dress in my face. “Wear that.”

I looked at the clothes. A black and white maid’s uniform.

“Mark? What’s this?” I asked.

“Uniform,” he replied without hesitation. “My boss and the VIPs are coming. I don’t want to be embarrassed that my wife is a losyang without a job. Just pretend to be a maid. That suits you better because you have no use for anything but cleaning.”

My chest felt like it would explode. But I kept quiet. I put on the uniform.

THE HANGER AND THE JEWELRY
When I came out of the living room, it was full of guests. Laughter, drinks, music.

In the middle of the sofa, in the honorary seat, Mark sat and next to him was Trina—his secretary and “hanker.”

Mark introduced Trina to the guests as his “partner in success.”

But what made my heart bleed even more was what I saw on Trina’s neck.

She was wearing my Emerald Necklace. The necklace that was my grandmother’s heirloom, hidden in the vault. Mark stole it to give to his woman.

“Maid!” Mark called to me. He didn’t call me by name. “Give Trina some wine. Hurry up!”

I approached, bowing. My hand was shaking as I poured the wine.

“Thanks, Yaya,” Trina smiled. She held the necklace around her neck. “My necklace is beautiful, isn’t it? Mark gave it to me. He said he loves me.”

I looked at Mark. He was smiling, as if saying there was nothing you could do.

I turned and went back to the corner. I waited for the right opportunity.

THE ARRIVAL OF THE BIG BOSS
Suddenly the whole room fell silent. The door opened and an old man with an elegant bearing entered.

Mr. Go. The CEO of the company Mark worked for. He was the most respected person that night.

Mark immediately stood up and left Trina.

“Mr. Go! Welcome, Sir!” Mark sipped his greeting. “Thank you for coming! This is our best wine, for you.”

Mr. Go ignored the wine. He glanced around the room, as if searching for someone.

“Mark,” Mr. Go said seriously. “Where is your wife? I want to greet her.”

Mark turned pale. “Ah… eh… Sir, she’s not there. She’s in her room, not feeling well. You know, she’s weak.”

I was just behind Mr. Go, holding a tray of glasses.

Mr. Go turned in my direction.

Mark’s eyes widened. “Hey! Assistant! Get out of there! Don’t block Sir’s path!”

Mark was about to push me away.

But Mr. Go spoke quickly. His voice became polite and low.

“Madam Chairman?”

THE BOW
Mark’s world stopped. All the guests fell silent.

Mr. Go slowly removed his hat. In front of everyone, in front of the “helper” that Mark was pushing…

Mr. Go bowed in respect.

“Good evening, Madam Chairman,” Mr. Go greeted. “I didn’t know you were here. I’m glad to see you.”

Mark’s jaw dropped. He looked at Mr. Go, then at me, then at Mr. Go again.

“S-Sir?” Mark stuttered. “You’re wrong. That’s just Elena. That’s my wife… er… that’s just a helper at home. That’s useless.”

Mr. Go turned to Mark. His face was filled with anger.

“Useless?” Mr. Go shouted. “The woman you are insulting is Ms. Elena Montreal! She is the owner of Vanguard Holdings! She is the owner of this company! And in short… she is the one who pays you and me!”

It was as if ice had been poured on Mark. His knees went weak.

Trina slowly hid behind the sofa.

THE QUEEN’S RISE
I slowly lowered the tray from the table.

I removed the maid’s apron and threw it in Mark’s face.

I raised my forehead. The gentle Elena was gone. What they were facing now was the Billionaire owner of the empire.

“Mr. Go,” I called.

“Yes, Madam?” Mr. Go immediately replied.

“It seems I made a mistake promoting the employee,” I said while looking at Mark.

I approached Mark who was already shaking with fear.

“Mark,” I said gently. “You said I’m a useless housewife? You said I’m useless?”

“H-Honey… I was just kidding…” Mark said tearfully. “You know I love you, right? This is just a surprise!”

“Surprise?” he smiled

me. “Well, I have a surprise too.”

I walked over to Trina. I grabbed the necklace from her neck violently.

“Ouch!” Trina shouted.

“That’s mine,” I said. “And you, Trina, you’re fired. Get out of my house.”

Trina hurriedly ran outside.

I turned to Mark.

“Mark, you are fired too. Effective immediately. And since this house and your car are in my company’s name… you need to leave right now.”

“Elena! I’m your wife!” Mark shouted, kneeling down and clinging to my leg. “Where am I going?!”

I looked at him with pity but no remorse.

“I don’t know. Maybe you need to find a job? I heard they are hiring waiters. You’re the one who should be serving.”

“Guards!” I called. “This trash will be taken out.”

END
Mark was dragged out of his own party by security while the guests were shouting and muttering.

I turned to Mr. Go and the other executives.

“Sorry for the disturbance,” I said. “Now, let’s enjoy the wine. Too bad, I paid a lot for it.”

That night, the “martyr” wife was over. What was left was a Queen who would never bow down to anyone again.

END