After divorcing my celebrity wife, I became the world's richest person

Tong Ya's tone was extremely calm, but when she uttered the words "Edward Family," she deliberately bit on the words.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

That was a reminder to Fang Yuan about the current plight of the Edward Family.

Although Fang Yuan felt angry, she dared not speak out loud.

Everything she now had was given by Chen Yu, and she was also controlled by him.

She could either obediently play her role as the first lady of the Edward Family or lose her reputation and be left with nothing.

"Thank you for the reminder, Miss Tong."

Fang Yuan could only respond with that sentence before picking up a pen and signing her name on the contract that Chen Yu had handed over.

After everything was settled, Chen Yu stood up with Tong Ya to leave, without any intention of staying longer.

Just as they reached the door, Tong Ya suddenly turned around, giving Fang Yuan an indescribable look.

"A reminder for Miss Fang, I am married now. Please call me Mrs. Chen from now on."

These words carried a hint of personal grudge, and when Fang Yuan heard them, she shook for a moment, and the pen in her hand involuntarily dropped to the floor.

Long ago, the title of "Mrs. Chen" was hers alone, but he just never valued it.

But now, not only had the title become an unattainable status for her, but she also had to be forever trampled underfoot by Chen Yu.

"Understood!" Fang Yuan replied disconsolately, trembling as she lifted a glass of red wine from the table to her lips.

Tong Ya, on the other hand, had a triumphant expression, pulling Chen Yu by the arm and heading straight out the door.

Three floors below ground in the Zhongtian Building.

Zhao Hai sat there with a dark expression, staring intently at a dozen middle-aged men in front of him.

All these men were equipped with distinctive video recorders, and a thorough search of them would yield dozens of pinhole cameras.

"You are the best paparazzi and private investigators in the capital, so why haven't you come up with any information after so many days? Did I spend all that money just for you to upgrade your equipment?"

The group stood there quivering, not even daring to breathe heavily, with two of them even dropping their cameras to the floor.

After a long silence, one of the more experienced paparazzi cautiously stepped forward.

"Mr. Zhao, we have closely monitored the individuals in the photos as per your instructions, but these people are not simple. With dozens of personal bodyguards alone, and security measures inside and out akin to presidential level, we simply can't get any useful information."

Zhao Hai slammed the table furiously, his eyes filled with fierceness.

"Can't you infiltrate some way or another? I'll give you three more days. If you can't get information on these people, I'll expose all the disgraceful things you've done in the past!"

The group instantly widened their eyes in terror. In their line of work, weren't they always walking on the edge of the knife?

Although each one of them held many secrets unknown to others, their own secrets were equally in the hands of others.

If Zhao Hai were to reveal their dirty laundry, they would be left with no means to make a living.

"Young Master Zhao, please calm down!" A stunningly beautiful woman suddenly stepped forward.

"These stinking men don't know the right way to do things. What good can they possibly capture by squatting at the door? If you trust me, give me more investment, and I guarantee I can get useful information." Discover exclusive content at empire

When Zhao Hai saw the woman, his body clearly shivered, obviously unable to resist her charm.

He subconsciously raised his hand and grasped the woman's chin, slowly lifting it.

"Wanting investment is no problem, but I need to know in advance whether my investment will indeed yield a return."

The woman threw a seductive glance and casually took out a photograph from her body.

It was a photo of Chen Yu, Tong Ya, and Fang Yuan discussing a collaboration together.

Zhao Hai, crazed, snatched the photo.

"Where did you take this?"

The woman smugly replied, "I just disguised myself as a waitress at that Western restaurant to blend in, and happened to take it! And I also found some explosive information."

Zhao Hai grabbed the woman's shoulder, "What information?"

The woman seemed to hurt by the grip, instinctively stepped back, then reached out and gently rubbed her shoulder.

Zhao Hai naturally understood what she implied and immediately wrote a check for two million.

The woman checked the check and casually stuffed it into her chest.

"That woman named Fang Yuan seems to be Chen Yu's ex-wife, and they have a daughter! Moreover, as far as I know, Miss Tong seems unaware of this fact, otherwise how could the esteemed Miss of the Tong Family possibly marry such a man?"

Zhao Hai's breathing became rapid, this was exactly the key information he needed.

With this, he could obliterate the reputation that Fang Yuan had painstakingly built up.

After all, from the moment Fang Yuan entered the entertainment industry, her persona was that of a pure and innocent woman. The news that she was already married, had a child, and was divorced, would undoubtedly be explosive!

Immediately, Zhao Hai had an idea. After sending all the paparazzi back down, he rushed back to the top floor of Zhongtian Tower.

This place was his secret base, unknown even to Zhao Zhongde.

The room's furnishings were luxurious, to say nothing of the several hot bikini-clad women standing by.

Upon entering, Zhao Hai lay down on the sofa, his face alight with excitement, and dialed a number.

Emperor City, Drum Tower Street.

Chen Yu and Tong Ya were walking side by side on the main street.

Besides dividing up the Zhao Family's assets, the most important thing was to open a branch here.

It was crucial for laying foundations in Emperor City for the future.

After all, this ancient capital had accumulated hundreds of years of history, and many time-honored brands had their own business models. These were not things that a system could simply analyze to produce results.

This included extremely complex human nature.

Just as the two sat down in front of a beef stand, Tong Ya's phone started chiming incessantly.

She frowned and glanced at the screen, noticing a strange number.

As soon as she answered, Zhao Hai's sleazy laughter came through.

"Miss Tong, I have some information you might be very interested in. How about we make a deal?"

Tong Ya's brows furrowed tightly, and she instinctively glanced at Chen Yu beside her before placing the phone on the table, turning on the speaker.

"What information?" Tong Ya asked warily.

"Your husband Chen Yu happens to have an ex-wife, but for the rest of the information, you'll have to agree to collaborate with me first."

Tong Ya's face clouded with annoyance. What kind of information was this?

She had secretly followed Chen Yu for so many years; what did she not know that others needed to tell her?

However, she did not expose this, feigning excitement as she agreed and even arranged a meeting with Zhao Hai to discuss the collaboration.