My $10M Supercar, Her Pink Cat Nest Chapter 01

My $10M Supercar, Her Pink Cat Nest Chapter 01 The Cat Bed
My husband gave the luxury sports car I had bought for ten million dollars to his secretary.
Then she posted online to show it off.
“The wild horse finally has a pretty bridle. From now on, every hoofprint stays inside the circle its owner drew~”
My assistant sent me a screenshot.
In the photo, the custom interior I had chosen was gone. Everything had been ripped out and replaced with sugary pink.
Even the passenger seat had been turned into her cat’s bed.
I messaged my husband and asked for an explanation.
He read it.
Then he ignored me.
Five hours later, I posted a video online with a new caption.
“A garage worth over a hundred million dollars really is spacious. Even penned-up beasts have room to run~”
In the video, the private garage my husband treasured had been smashed apart by the crane I had hired.
Then I had it rebuilt into a private riding estate.
…
Less than five minutes after the post went up, my mother-in-law called.
The moment I answered, Mrs. Bennett’s furious voice blasted through the phone.
“Yasmin Sterling, did you turn Conrad’s garage into that riding estate in the video?!”
At almost the same time, a link popped up in my chat window.
The video had already been reposted over ten million times.
I had not expected it to hit the top of every trending list that fast.
Still, I felt no guilt.
I admitted it calmly.
“Yes. I used your son’s garage. Mom, your eyesight is impressive.”
The other end went silent for several seconds.
I moved the phone a little farther from my ear.
Sure enough, a second later, her scream nearly tore through the speaker.
“Are you insane? You wasteful little disaster! You’ve embarrassed me in front of everyone we know! Delete that video right now and turn that stupid riding estate back into a garage!”
I waited until she finished yelling.
Then, very helpfully, I forwarded her the screenshot of her son’s secretary’s post.
After that, I said slowly, “Your son gave my things to some wild horse outside the marriage. Why can’t I remodel his garage? Mom, he touched my property first. Isn’t it only fair that I touched his?”
I had thought that once she saw the screenshot, she might at least say one sentence in my defense.
Instead, after a long silence, she kept blaming me as if she had every right.
“Conrad is a CEO. Men in his position have to entertain people at business events sometimes! As the Bennett family’s daughter-in-law, why can’t you be more tolerant?”
I laughed from sheer anger.
I knew she favored her own son.
I had not known she was this shameless about it.
“Mom, since you’re so open-minded, I’d be happy to help Father find a few young little kittens outside too. I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse. You’re not young anymore, so maybe be sensible and arrange a few girls to keep his bed warm.”
That shut her up.
It took her a long time to recover.
Then she exploded.
“How dare you? How can you even say that? You’re crazy! You’re completely insane! The Bennett family must have had the worst luck in the world to marry a woman like you! If you dare put any filthy ideas in your father-in-law’s head, I will never let you get away with it!”
She hung up in a hurry, probably afraid I would say something even worse.
As expected, when something did not happen to her, my mother-in-law could be blind, deaf, and stupid.
Her first instinct was always to protect her own people.
But the second it involved her, she suddenly understood everything very clearly.
Besides, if we were really going to measure status, the Bennett family had been the one reaching far above their level in this marriage.
Five years ago, the Bennett family business had been on the edge of collapse.
Conrad’s father came to my father with some tiny old favor between our families and practically begged for help.
My father was softhearted.
He showed me Conrad Bennett’s photo and asked what I thought.
I looked at the handsome, gentle face in the picture.
For reasons I could not explain, I nodded.