His Mistress, Her Empire

“I sat in my Singapore office, thousands of miles from home, my eyes glued to the laptop. It was Lily's 18th birthday party, a lavish affair I' d planned down to the last detail. The live stream flickered on, and I saw the magnificent ballroom, just as I' d envisioned. But then, the MC boomed, "Let' s welcome the heiress to Innovate Solutions, Tiffany!" My smile froze. Tiffany? A girl I' d never seen before walked into the spotlight, wearing Lily's custom-made gown and my family' s heirloom sapphire necklace. Then a woman, Sarah, stepped up, beaming, "As the CEO of Innovate Solutions, it warms my heart..." CEO? I was the CEO. A cold dread seeped in. The camera panned, and I saw her. My Lily. She was near a service table, holding a tray of drinks, head bowed, in a drab server' s uniform. A group of Tiffany' s friends deliberately knocked a glass from her tray, laughing as she flinched, picking up the pieces in defeat. A guttural roar escaped me. I snatched my phone, hands shaking, and dialed Mark, my husband. "Mark, what the hell is going on? Who is Tiffany? Why is she wearing Lily' s dress and my family' s necklace?" His response was too casual, too quick. "A surprise... Sarah' s daughter. My new co-CEO. A PR move." Co-CEO? Sarah Miller, his old girlfriend? "A PR move that involves my daughter serving drinks at her own birthday party?" I seethed. "Put Lily on the phone now!" The line went dead. A text from Lily' s friend confirmed my worst fears: "They' re treating Lily like a servant. Tiffany and her mom moved in. They told everyone Lily is an illegitimate child and that you abandoned her. Mark is letting it happen." Moved in. Illegitimate child. Abandoned. The lies were a physical blow. My daughter, small and broken, flashed in my mind. Mark wasn't just having an affair; he was erasing my daughter. Erasing me. I slammed my laptop shut. Grabbed my purse and passport. There would be no more calls. No more texts. I was going home. And I was going to burn their world to the ground.”