For ten minutes, I stood in the middle of the birthday party pretending nothing had happened.

Everyone was smiling.

Everyone was celebrating.

Sebastián Ferrer was receiving congratulations from business partners, family members, and old friends.

Nobody knew that the foundation beneath the Ferrer Group had already begun to collapse.

Adrián was laughing beside Clara.

The same man who had signed our divorce papers less than an hour ago.

The same man who believed he had finally gained freedom.

He looked happier than he had in years.

And strangely…

I felt nothing.

Because the woman who had loved Adrián Ferrer was already gone.

The only person standing there now was Victoria Salvatierra.

The woman who had spent three years watching her husband take credit for everything she built.

My phone vibrated again.

Another message from Tomás.

“Victoria, we discovered something else.”

I walked toward the balcony, away from the crowd.

“Tell me.”

A few seconds passed.

Then the answer arrived.

“Clara Moore is not the person controlling the operation.”

I frowned.

That was impossible.

For three years, everyone believed Clara was the reason Adrián wanted a divorce.

The young woman who appeared at company events.

The woman who always stood near him.

The woman his family secretly approved of.

“Then who is it?”

Tomás sent a document.

A financial report.

I opened it.

And my expression changed.

Because the name appearing in the hidden transactions…

was one I knew very well.

Sebastián Ferrer.

My father-in-law.

The man everyone was celebrating tonight.

The respected businessman.

The founder of the Ferrer Group.

My fingers tightened around the phone.

“Are you sure?”

Tomás replied immediately.

“Completely. Three years ago, someone started moving company assets through private accounts. The money disappeared slowly. Nobody noticed because Altamar kept filling the gaps.”

Three years.

Exactly the same time I started supporting the company.

Exactly the same time Adrián began receiving praise for the Ferrer Group’s growth.

I closed my eyes.

Suddenly, everything made sense.

The investment requests.

The emergency loans.

The endless need for capital.

Adrián thought he was building an empire.

But he was actually trying to cover a hole someone else created.

And I…

I had been protecting the wrong people.

A voice interrupted my thoughts.

“Victoria.”

I turned around.

Adrián was standing behind me.

“Why are you hiding here?”

I smiled.

“I’m enjoying the party.”

He looked at me suspiciously.

“You seem different.”

“Do I?”

“Yes.”

He stepped closer.

“Before, when we had problems, you always looked hurt.”

I looked at him calmly.

“And now?”

He didn’t answer.

Because now I didn’t look like a woman losing her husband.

I looked like a woman who had already won.

“Adrián.”

“What?”

“Do you remember when you started this company?”

He frowned.

“Of course.”

“Do you remember who helped you get the first major contract?”

His expression changed slightly.

“You did.”

“Who introduced you to the investors?”

“You.”

“Who saved the company when the bank refused your loan?”

He became silent.

I nodded.

“Right.”

“You remember.”

“Then why did you think three million yuan was enough to erase ten years of my life?”

His face turned uncomfortable.

“Victoria, this isn’t the time.”

“No.”

I smiled.

“This is exactly the right time.”

Before he could answer, Sebastián walked onto the stage.

The microphone was ready.

Everyone applauded.

“My dear friends…”

He began his speech.

“Today is not only my seventieth birthday.”

“It is also the celebration of the future of the Ferrer family.”

His eyes moved toward Adrián.

“My son has become the person I am most proud of.”

The guests applauded.

Clara smiled.

Adrián looked confident.

Then my phone vibrated.

Tomás.

One message.

“The withdrawal is complete.”

At the exact same moment…

Sebastián’s assistant rushed toward him.

Whispering something in his ear.

His smile disappeared.

“What?”

The assistant looked terrified.

“The banks are calling.”

“What about?”

“The credit lines.”

Sebastián’s face changed.

“The funds…”

The assistant lowered his voice.

“They’re gone.”

The room was still celebrating.

But at the main table…

panic had already started.

Sebastián immediately took out his phone.

He called someone.

Then another person.

No answer.

Because every person who had been waiting for Altamar Capital’s money was now discovering the truth.

The money had never belonged to the Ferrer family.

It belonged to me.

Adrián noticed his father’s expression.

“What happened?”

Sebastián looked at him.

For the first time in years…

he looked afraid.

“Your company…”

He swallowed.

“Who controls Altamar Capital?”

Nobody answered.

Then Clara suddenly spoke.

“Victoria.”

Everyone turned.

She was looking directly at me.

Not with fear.

With hatred.

Because she finally understood.

I had never been the weak wife standing behind Adrián.

I was the person keeping him standing.

Adrián stared at me.

“Victoria…”

His voice changed.

“What did you do?”

I looked around the room.

At the family who underestimated me.

At the husband who abandoned me.

At the woman who thought she had replaced me.

Then I calmly said:

“I simply took back what was mine.”

The birthday music stopped.

The room became silent.

And that was when Sebastián Ferrer finally realized…

The biggest mistake of his life wasn’t losing money.

It was allowing the woman who owned his empire to walk away.

But what nobody knew yet…

was why Clara had spent three years getting close to Adrián.

Because the truth behind her relationship with him…

was far more dangerous than an affair.