My husband introduced me to his boss as “the nanny” to seem more important at the gala, but he didn’t know that I was the woman who had secretly saved the company… and I fired him in front of everyone.

“You wanted to look big by making me look small, Julian,” I replied while my driver opened the car door.

Cynthia approached while crying and claimed she was just drunk, but I looked at her with total indifference. For years, I had quietly paid off her debts and credit cards, yet she had never missed an opportunity to treat me like dirt.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a thick white envelope that I had prepared weeks ago.

“What is this?” Julian asked while his hands shook.

“Open it when you get to the house, assuming you can still call it that,” I said before tossing it at his feet.

“Sarah, wait!” he screamed, but I was already rolling up the window of my SUV.

“I heard the city bus runs late tonight, so maybe the walk home will give you both some time to think,” I said as we pulled away.

Julian opened the envelope that night to find divorce papers, a restraining order, and an eviction notice for the house that had always been in my name. The next day, he tried to sneak into his old office, but his badge was deactivated and his accounts were completely frozen.