Dropped My Cheating Wife, Got a New One

As I lean into the arms of my sexy gym trainer, I randomly come across a forum post that displays my home's coordinates in its IP address.

"Everyone, what should I do if I've accidentally ruined my boss' husband's luxurious custom-fitted suit when I was washing it earlier? I'm just an assistant, so there's no way I can afford to pay for it!"

At first glance, I can tell that the post is made by Archie Carter, the personal assistant of Valerie Henderson, whom I've married via a marriage alliance.

Someone leaves a scathing comment in the post.

"What else can you do? Cough up the payment, of course! What's the point in making this post?"

"You call yourself an assistant when in reality, you're nothing but a pretentious phony! You think you can get away with making mistakes just by crying about how poor you are?"

Archie quickly replies, "I wanted to compensate for the damages, but when Ms. Henderson found out about it, she already made me 'compensate' using other methods. I used the whole night to pay the price, you know!"

One can only imagine how wild the night could have been for Valerie and Archie.

I just laugh before sharing the post to my admirers' group chat.

"Whoever can knock off Henderson Group's stock price by five points gets to replace that useless wife of mine."

"Mr. Pearce, Henderson Group's stock really did drop below five points."

My assistant, Watson Gray's voice came through the line as I leaned back against the leather seat of my private jet, tracking candlestick charts on my tablet.

Henderson Group's stock had started plunging at 2:00 pm. Trading volume had spiked, and the stock was now down 5.3%.

"Understood," I said before hanging up and tapping on WhatsApp.

The group chat "Stargazers" had accumulated hundreds of new messages.

Mireille Robillard: "I had three financial influencers dig into Henderson Group's accounts. There were some questionable entries on their last-quarter report's accounts receivable."

Lana Gaudreau: "I contacted an asset analysis firm. They're drafting the report now."

Cheryl Dobson: "I'm digging into Henderson Group's environmental compliance issues. It'll blow up tomorrow!"

The last message came from my childhood friend, Stacey Robinson, heiress of Robinson Group.

"Five points done. Not a single percent more or less."

I let out a soft laugh and replied, "That was fast."

"I've been waiting three years to hear you say that," she instantly texted back. "How could I not be fast?"

I smiled. Just as I was about to type my reply, my phone rang. It was Valerie Henderson.

"Kieran Pearce," she hissed in a voice tight with fury. "Are you the one behind Henderson Group's stock crash?"

"Ms. Henderson," I slowly replied. "The stock market carries inherent risks, and investors should invest with caution. How is Henderson Group's falling stock any of my business?"

"Who else could it be other than you?" she practically shouted. "Is this all because I didn't make Archie compensate for your stupid suit?"

"Stupid suit?" I chuckled. "Valerie, that 'stupid suit' cost 870,000 crown dollars, and it was an 18th-birthday gift from my mom. Your personal assistant intentionally ruined it in the wash, and now, you're blaming me for being the petty one?"

"He was just trying to do a good job! Besides, he saved my life once. Forget a suit; I would even give him one of my sports cars as an apology if I had to."

"Trying to do a good job?" I mockingly cut her off. "Is that why he uploaded a sob post at 2:00 am, pinning it to my place's location tag and claiming I was 'trampling all over his dignity'?

"Besides, he saved your life, not mine. Since when did I agree to let you use my belongings to repay your personal debts?"

Ever since Archie Carter made that post, the hashtag #KieranPearceVsHendersonGroupCEOAssistantSuitScandal had climbed to the top of the trending charts.

Everyone tuned in to watch the drama unfold, leaving a chaotic mix of both positive and negative comments.

Some even went so far as to spam Pearce Group's official Twitter page under the pretense of defending working-class rights.

On the other end of the line, Valerie fell dead silent for three seconds. When she spoke, her voice had turned cold.

"Archie only made that post because you pushed him too far.

"I know you look down on him, Kieran, but he earns a living with his own hands. People like him deserve more respect than someone like you, who was born rich."