My Husband Cheated, I Divorced Loudly

Chapter 2 Taking Him Down

Lynn Hart was my best friend and a partner at one of the top law firms in Bellemont.

Even after I walked away from my family, our friendship had never changed. But Lynn had never liked Ethan. She had always believed he was manipulative, fake, and rotten underneath.

"Thank God," she said. "You finally came to your senses."

"I need you to help me take back everything that belongs to me."

"Ms. Reed," Lynn said, her voice steady. "I am at your service."

As my childhood friend and closest confidante, Lynn had watched me marry that hollow man. She had watched me give myself away willingly, watched me be drained, and watched me be betrayed. She had been waiting for me to wake up for far too long.

When Lynn spoke again, her voice had turned calm and professional. "Sweetheart, I will put together the full chain of evidence. That includes records of every marital asset he transferred, footage of his private meetings with Chloe, Chloe's prenatal reports from the private hospital, and every other detail we can use."

I nodded slightly, my gaze resting on the endless lawn outside the window. "Good. But do not file yet. I am waiting for his mother's seventieth birthday gala."

If I was going to put on a show, I needed the perfect stage.

"I am going to make Ethan lose his reputation and everything he has."

Lynn understood at once. She knew me too well.

I looked gentle, elegant, composed, and understanding on the surface, but inside me was a force that could not be ignored.

If I was going to ruin him, I would do it on the grandest stage possible.

In front of the city's high society, I would tear apart every piece of his disguise. I would make sure the entrepreneurial myth he had spent nine years building, along with his image as the perfect husband, collapsed completely.

"Understood," Lynn said. "I will help you. Whatever you need, I am here."

A laugh almost broke through my tears. "Thank you, Lynn. I do not know what I would do without you."

Worthless love had blinded me, but the friendship I had carried since childhood was still holding my shattered heart together.

After hanging up, I walked to my closet.

It was a vast dressing room filled with row after row of simple, understated clothes in muted colors and basic cuts, the kind of pieces designed to draw no attention at all.

This was the image I had deliberately built over nine years of marriage. I was gentle, obedient, unassuming, and never bold enough to steal the spotlight from my husband.

But inside the safe at the very back of the closet lay the Reed family's shareholding agreements, top-tier jewelry, and the prenuptial agreement.

Every month, Reed Holdings' business reports still arrived in my inbox. I had never truly been far from the family's core operations. All these years, I had also been using my own connections and resources to support Ethan's company in secret.

Otherwise, with Ethan's background and family standing, why would so many major capital firms and tech leaders have given him a second look?

Ethan believed his rise had been effortless. Everything had gone so smoothly that he thought fate itself favored him.

That man felt no gratitude at all.

He believed it had all come from his own brilliance. Worse, he was now ready to throw away the wife who had supported him in silence, paved his way, and brought every resource to his doorstep, as if she were nothing more than garbage.