Divorced at the Top, Vindicated at the Fall

Synopsis

On the very day my husband Simon West's name appeared on the national wealth rankings, I walked into his office with a prepared divorce agreement. I demanded forty percent of our marital assets, not a cent less. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and signed it with a cold laugh, probably convinced I would come back sooner or later, in tears, begging to reconcile. When the news spread, friends and relatives on both sides were in an uproar. They all said I had lost my mind. Why give up a comfortable life as a wealthy wife just to chase a bit of cash? It was like throwing away something valuable for something trivial. I gave the proof of funds that had just been credited to my account a small shake and smiled calmly. "If I have to choose, I would rather go after money than wait to be abandoned."