My Cheating Wife Shocked: I'm the octomillionaire Heir

The bright screen of the phone illuminated the dark bedroom. Darius stood near the tall window, watching the video play for the fifth time. On the screen, his wife Caroline was sitting in a highly exclusive luxury restaurant. Her smile was incredibly bright. Her eyes were full of gentle warmth and deep affection. She was feeding a small piece of chocolate cake to Lorenzo.

"You are the most amazing man in the world, Lorenzo." Caroline touched the man's cheek with absolute devotion. "You are always my absolute first priority."

"What about your husband waiting at home?" Lorenzo laughed softly in the video, taking her hand across the table.

"Darius is just a convenient shield." Caroline rolled her eyes, her face turning completely cold on the screen. "He does the laundry. He cooks my meals. He is practically a maid. I only married him to satisfy my grandfather. He is complete dirt compared to you."

Darius locked his phone and put it deep into his pocket. His chest felt heavy with a quiet and dangerous anger. Three years of marriage meant absolutely nothing to her. He had cooked for her every single day. He had cleaned her massive house. He had hidden his true immense wealth to experience a genuine human connection. It was all a complete waste of time.

The heavy bedroom door swung open loudly. Caroline walked in. Her beautiful face froze into a mask of pure ice the moment her eyes landed on him. All the sweetness she had shown Lorenzo was completely gone.

"Why are you standing in the dark like a creep?" Caroline threw her expensive designer bag onto the large bed, glaring at him with utter disgust.

"I received a very interesting video tonight." Darius stood perfectly still, keeping his breathing completely calm and measured.

"Are you spying on me now?" Caroline crossed her slender arms, her lip curling upward in sheer contempt.

"Someone sent me footage of you and Lorenzo at the restaurant." Darius looked directly into her cold eyes.

"So what?" Caroline let out a harsh mocking laugh. "Are you going to cry about it like a

little child? You finally know your proper place in my life."

"My place is supposed to be your husband." Darius clenched his fists slightly at his sides.

"You are a parasite." Caroline walked closer, pointing her sharp fingernail directly at his chest. "You live in my beautiful mansion. You eat my expensive food. You breathe my air. You contribute absolutely nothing to this family. You are a disgusting lazy loser."

"I have supported you through everything for three years." Darius kept his posture rigid and his expression entirely blank.

"You gave me pure garbage." Caroline picked up her gold perfume bottle, admiring her own reflection in the mirror instead of looking at him. "You are just a cheap servant. I run a multimillion dollar corporation. Lorenzo runs a massive empire. You cannot even afford to buy me a decent birthday gift. You are absolute dirt."

"Do you remember when my friends came over last week?" Caroline turned back to face him, her eyes blazing with intense superiority. "You served them drinks like a common waiter. They all laughed at you. They all asked me why a beautiful and successful woman like me keeps such a pathetic loser around."

"I served them because they were guests in our home." Darius felt a deep wave of final disappointment wash over him.

"You served them because you are a servant by nature." Caroline smirked cruelly, tapping her fingers against the vanity table. "You have no ambition. You have no drive. Lorenzo bought me a diamond necklace yesterday just because it was Tuesday. What did you buy me? Nothing. Because you are a worthless piece of dirt."

"We are getting a divorce." Darius looked at the wall, his decision completely final in his mind.

"Excuse me?" Caroline turned her head sharply, a cruel and ugly smile forming on her perfect lips.

"I am leaving you tonight." Darius looked at her without a single trace of emotion.

"Did the stray dog just bark at me?" Caroline threw her head back, a loud laugh escaping her mouth. "You cannot divorce me. You have nowhere to go. You will starve in the cold streets without my money."

"I will have my lawyer send the papers tomorrow morning." Darius walked past her toward the large wooden door.

"Walk out that door and you are dead to me!" Caroline stomped her foot on the floor, her beautiful face turning red with absolute fury. "You will come crawling back on your knees like the worthless insect you are! I will make sure nobody in this city ever hires you!"

"Do not bother waiting up for me." Darius did not even turn his head as he stepped out into the bright hallway.

"You are complete trash!" Caroline threw the heavy gold perfume bottle straight at the closing door.

The bottle hit the wood with a loud shattering bang. Darius ignored the noise entirely. He walked down the grand marble staircase of the villa. His mind was finally at peace. He had suppressed his true identity for years just to win her heart. She only cared about status and money. She only cared about Lorenzo. She would soon realize exactly what she had thrown away.

He stepped out of the massive front doors into the freezing night air. The grand iron gates of the estate were wide open. A sleek black luxury car was parked right outside the main entrance.

A woman was standing next to the vehicle. She was shivering violently in the cold wind. It was Carina. She was Caroline's biggest business rival in the local fashion industry. Carina usually carried herself with immense pride and extreme arrogance.

Right now, Carina looked entirely terrified. Her expensive makeup was ruined by fresh tears.

"Mr. Darius." Carina stepped forward quickly, her entire body shaking with raw desperate fear.

"What do you want?" Darius stopped walking, staring at her with cold and indifferent eyes.

"Please forgive me." Carina dropped straight to her knees on the hard concrete driveway.

Darius looked down at the kneeling woman. He kept his expression completely unreadable.

"I was blind and foolish." Carina kept her head bowed down, tears pouring down her pale cheeks. "I did not know who you truly were. I found out the absolute truth tonight."

"Explain yourself." Darius stared down at her, his patience running incredibly thin.

"I know you are the supreme head of the global syndicate." Carina sobbed quietly, rubbing her hands together in a begging motion. "I know your real identity now. I accidentally offended your associates yesterday. I thought you were just Caroline's useless husband. I was completely wrong."

"Stand up right now." Darius watched her pathetic state without a shred of pity.

"I cannot stand up until you spare me." Carina looked up at him with pure desperate panic. "You are the king of the entire business world. Please give my company one single chance to survive. Your men are destroying my entire life's work in minutes. Please stop the hostile takeover."

"You came to my wife's house to beg?" Darius narrowed his eyes slightly in deep annoyance.

"I had no other choice at all." Carina swallowed hard, grabbing the edge of his dark coat with trembling hands. "My company stocks are plummeting to zero. I will do anything you ask. I will be your most loyal servant. I just need you to show me a little mercy."

"You know my secret identity now." Darius looked down at her hands on his coat until she slowly let go.

"I will never tell Caroline." Carina placed her right hand flat over her rapidly beating heart. "Caroline is a complete fool. She treats a literal god like a dirty beggar. She does not deserve you at all. I will keep your secret forever. Just please save my business tonight."