My Husband Forced Me to Play the Maid at His Promotion Party—and Even Showed Off His Mistress… But Everyone Was Stunned When the CEO Bowed to Me and Called Me “Madam President.”
My name is Éléonore Morel. To my husband, Laurent Dubois, I’m nothing more than a simple housewife—no job, no ambition, and, in his opinion, no real value.
What Laurent doesn’t know is that I am the secret owner of Horizon Global Holdings, a five-billion-euro empire with shipping lines along the French Mediterranean coast, luxury hotels in Nice and Cannes, and technology companies based in Paris, Lyon, and other major European cities.
Why did I hide it?
Because I wanted Laurent to love me for who I am, not for my money.
When we first met in Lyon, he was kind, hardworking, and full of dreams. But after he was promoted at the company where he worked—without realizing it was one of my subsidiaries—he changed. He became arrogant and contemptuous, and slowly the man I once loved disappeared.
The night of his promotion party finally arrived. He had just been named Vice President of Sales for France.
I was in the bedroom getting ready, holding my evening dress, when Laurent walked in carrying a hanger.
“What are you doing, Éléonore?” he asked coldly. “Why do you have that dress?”
“I’m getting ready for your party,” I replied with a forced smile.
He laughed mockingly, snatched the dress from my hands, and threw it on the floor.
“You’re not a guest,” he said harshly. “At this party, I need people who serve. We’re short on staff.”
Then he tossed another hanger toward me.
On it hung a black maid’s uniform, complete with a white apron and headband.
“Put this on. You’ll serve drinks. That’s the only thing you’re good for, right? And one more thing… don’t tell anyone you’re my wife. You embarrass me. Say you’re hired help.”
Something inside me shattered.
I wanted to shout that I could buy the company he worked for. That I could fire him with a single phone call.
But I stayed silent.
This would be the final test.
“Fine,” I said quietly.
