Laughter rumbled in her heart, and she struggled to hold it inside. 'Oh my, I'm going to be a rich woman. Hahaha...*

A giddy, whimsical smile took over her face, and it still hadn't faded when she strolled out of the building moments Later.

If she had twelve billion dollars, she wouldn't need to go to school anymore. She could buy Matthew's company, let him work for her, and then keep a bunch of young men for herself; he could be just part of her own personal harem. And if he didn't like it, what did that matter?

She would give him the cold shoulder every day, as he had done to her so many times.

Out on the street, wrapped up in her fantasies, she at last was unable to contain herself. Ignoring the other pedestrians, she burst into unmitigated Laughter Like a maniac.

Everyone nearby dutifully ignored the woman's foolish antics—except for one man who spotted and recognized her as he parked his car nearby.

“Hi, Rika!" he called, waving as he walked up to her briskly.

“What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, Sheffield!" Erica turned to him, beginning to come back to herself, but her delirious smile had yet to fade.

“I'm glad you recognize me," Sheffield said, hiding his uneasiness.

“I thought you'd gone nuts, laughing like that out in public. Did you just come out of Matthew's office?"

"Yes! Sheffield, do you think..." Erica cast a Look over her shoulder, up at the towering building she had just left.

“Can ten billion buy the whole Hilton Group?" The remaining two billion would be enough for her to squander after that!

Rather than answering immediately, Sheffield leaned in and felt her forehead with the back of his hand.

"Hm, you don't have a fever," he remarked.

"Rika, don't you know?"

“Know what?"

He pointed up at the building, which shone gloriously as it always did.

“You meant, could ten billion dollars buy this company?"

Erica nodded immediately.

"Well," Sheffield explained, "the market value of Hilton Group has just been reassessed. It's worth thirty-six trillion!"

“What?" Erica mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg in.

Sheffield added, "Dollars!" In comparison, despite his hard work, the market value of Theo Group had just reached one trillion dollars.

"Oh! I can't believe it!" Erica was completely dumbfounded.

Was her husband that rich? How could she not have known? She'd been aware that the Hilton family was wealthy, of course. But she'd assumed its value would be somewhere in the tens of billions, maybe.