The Arrogant Director Forced The Billionaire’s Wife To Carry Her Bag, Entirely Unaware She Was About To Be Fired And Investigated For Major Corporate Fraud
Chapter 1: The Tarmac Humiliation
The private tarmac at Teterboro Airport was shimmering under a relentless July sun. A subtle, crisp American flag was painted on the tail of the colossal, custom-built Gulfstream G700, a symbol of the immense reach and influence of the Vance Conglomerate. Standing on the hot asphalt, Sarah Vance—the billionaire’s wife—wore a simple, unbranded linen dress, her hair pulled back into a messy bun. She was there to meet her husband, David Vance, after his three-week trip to Singapore. But standing beside her was Vanessa Thorne, the company’s Director of PR, who viewed the tarmac as her personal runway.
Vanessa looked at Sarah with pure, unadulterated disdain. She didn't know Sarah was the wife of the man who owned the very ground they stood on; she only saw a woman who looked like a lowly assistant.
"Hold this," Vanessa sneered, aggressively shoving her heavy, beige luxury handbag into Sarah’s chest. The bag caught Sarah off guard, forcing her to stumble back a step. Beside Sarah, her four-year-old son, Leo, clutched her hand tightly, his eyes wide as he watched his mother being treated like a servant.
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"And when the Chairman gets here, make sure you stay out of my sight," Vanessa added, adjusting her designer sunglasses. "I’m here to secure a promotion, and I don't need some frumpy assistant ruining the background of my photos. Get behind the hangar."
Sarah didn't say a word. She simply took the bag, her face impassive, her grip firm. She had spent the last two years living a quiet life, shielded by David’s desire to keep his family away from the cutthroat world of corporate ladder-climbing. She had played the part of the "hidden wife" to perfection. But as she watched Vanessa reapply her lipstick in the reflection of her phone, Sarah felt a sharp, cold resolve. The games were over.
