"Sign it."

Emefiele threw the divorce papers on the table. His new girlfriend was standing behind him, smiling.

"After five years of feeding you, this is what I get? A divorce because I cannot have a child yet?"

I was shaking. My hands could not hold the pen.

"You are a failure, Ava," he said coldly. "No man will ever want a divorced woman like you. Especially a barren one."

I signed. Tears fell on the paper.

He left with his girlfriend, laughing.

That night, I sat alone in my small room. My phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Ava? It's Julian Thorne."

My heart stopped. Julian Thorne was my ex-husband's boss. The billionaire CEO of Thorne Group. The most feared man in the city. He never spoke to me before.

"My driver is outside your house. I need to see you. It's urgent."

Twenty minutes later, I was in his office. He was in a black suit, tall and handsome, but his eyes were soft when he looked at me.

"Ava, I have watched you for three years. I watched how he treated you in company parties. I watched you cry in the parking lot. I am tired of watching."

I was confused. "Sir?"

He stood up and walked to me. He knelt down and held a small velvet box.

"Ava Collins, will you marry me? Not because I pity you. Because I have loved you since the first day I saw you."

I thought it was a joke. "Sir, I was divorced yesterday..."

"And I want to be the man who shows you that yesterday is over. Marry me tomorrow. Let me show that fool what he lost."

The next morning, Tuesday, I wore a simple white dress. We went to the court. In ten minutes, I became Mrs. Ava Thorne.

At 9 AM, Julian walked into his company meeting with me holding his hand.

Everyone gasped. Emefiele dropped his coffee.

Julian announced, "Good morning everyone. I want you to meet my wife, Ava Thorne. From today, she is the owner of half of everything I own. Anyone who disrespects her, disrespects me."

Emefiele looked at me, his mouth open. "Ava... what... what are you doing?"

I smiled for the first time in five years. "Good morning, Emefiele. From today, you will call me Madam."

His new girlfriend ran away. His boss was now my husband.

My revenge had just begun.

Twenty minutes later I was in his office. He was in a black suit, looking out of the window. Lagos lights behind him. He turned and looked at me. His eyes were cold but not cruel. Not like Emefiele.

"Sign it," Emefiele had thrown the divorce papers on the table. His new girlfriend standing behind him, smiling. "After five years of feeding you, this is what I get? A divorce because I cannot have a child yet?" I was shaking. My hands could not hold the pen. "You are a failure, Ava," he said coldly. "No man will ever want a divorced woman like you. Especially a barren one." I signed. Tears fell on the paper. He left with his girlfriend, laughing. That night, I sat alone in my small room. My phone rang. It was an unknown number. "Ava? It's Julian Thorne." My heart stopped. Julian Thorne was my ex-husband's boss. The billionaire CEO of Thorne Group. The most feared man in the city. He never spoke to me before. "My driver is outside your house. I need to see you. It's urgent."

Now I was in his office. He was in a black suit. He said, "Sit, Ava." I sat. My hands still shaking from signing divorce paper.

He pushed a file towards me. I opened it. It was a contract. Employment contract. Thorne Group. Personal Assistant to CEO. Salary: 2 million monthly. I gasped. 2 million. Emefiele earned 200K in Thorne Group as junior manager. He said after five years of feeding me. But I fed him too. I cooked, cleaned, supported.

"Why me?" I whispered.

Julian Thorne looked at me. "Because Emefiele is fired. Today. For stealing. And for lying. And you are the only one who knows his account book. He stole 50 million from Thorne Group project. He put it in your name. Did you know?"

My heart stopped again. 50 million in my name? I shook head. No.

"Emefiele opened account in your name. He moved money. If auditors find, you will go to jail. Not him. He divorced you today so you carry blame alone. He told his girlfriend you are barren failure so no one will believe you."

Tears fell again. Today I signed divorce because I cannot have child yet. Now I hear I have 50 million fraud in my name.

Julian continued, "I need you to help me find it. You were his wife for five years. You know his passwords, his books. Help me, and I will protect you. I will give you job, lawyer, house. And I will make sure Emefiele goes to jail, not you."

I looked at the file. 2 million salary. House in Lekki. Lawyer. Protection. And revenge? Not revenge. Justice.

I said, "I will help."

Julian smiled small. First time I saw him smile. "Good. Tomorrow you start. 8am. My driver will pick you. And Ava, one more thing. Emefiele said no man will ever want a divorced woman like you, especially a barren one. He is wrong. You are not barren. You are just married to wrong man for five years. Doctor report I have says Emefiele is the problem, not you. He has low count. He knew. He blamed you."

I cried harder. Five years I thought I was failure. Five years I drank herbs, prayed, went to hospitals. He knew it was him.

Julian gave me tissue. "Go home tonight, Ava. Sleep. Tomorrow you come as my PA. Not as Emefiele ex-wife. As Ava, PA to CEO."

I left his office in his driver car. Twenty minutes later I was back in my small room. Divorce paper still on table with tears. I picked it and tore it? No, keep as evidence. I packed small bag. Tomorrow I move to Lekki house company provides.

That night I sat alone but not sad like before. My phone rang again. Emefiele. "Ava, you forgot your wrapper in my new apartment. Come and carry it. And sign this loan paper. I used your name for loan."

I laughed. First time after divorce I laughed. "Emefiele, you threw divorce paper and said I am failure, barren, no man will want me. Now you call for wrapper and loan? Tell your new girlfriend to buy wrapper. And tell your new girlfriend to sign loan. I am now PA to Julian Thorne. 2 million monthly. Your boss. Your ex-boss. You are fired."

He shouted, "What? Julian Thorne? You are lying! No man will want you!"

I said, "I am not wanted. I am hired. As PA. And tomorrow auditors will come for 50 million you put in my name. Good night, Emefiele."

I blocked his number. I slept. Not on floor. On bed. Tomorrow: new life.

Morning came. 6am. Driver outside. I wore my best gown, small but clean. Driver opened door for me. First time driver opened door for me. We drove from Yaba to VI. Thorne Group tower. 30 floors. I entered.

Staff stared. Whispered, "Is that Emefiele ex-wife? The barren one?" I heard but walked head up. To 30th floor. CEO office.

Julian Thorne was already there. Black suit again. He said, "Good morning, Ava. Your office is there. Next to mine. Your job: find Emefiele 50 million. Your salary 2 million starts today. Your Lekki house keys here. Your lawyer here."

Lawyer was woman, smiling. "Ava, I will handle divorce final and fraud case. You will not go to jail. Emefiele will."

I sat in my new office. Big desk. Computer. Phone. View of Lagos. Yesterday I sat alone in small room with divorce paper tears. Today I sit in CEO tower with 2 million salary. God did it? Or Julian Thorne did it? Both.

My phone buzzed. New message from Julian inner line: "Come to my office. We have meeting with auditors."

I went. Auditors showed account book. 50 million moved to account named Ava Okoro. My name. Emefiele signature. I pointed: "This is not my signature. This is his. He forged. Check his writing. I know his writing for five years. He writes a like this."

Auditors checked and nodded. Yes, forged.

Julian said, "We have proof. Emefiele stole 50 million, forged his wife signature, divorced her same day to push blame. Classic fraud. Call police."

Police came for Emefiele that afternoon. I saw from 30th floor window as they took him from junior manager office. His new girlfriend ran. Staff clapped. I cried small tears. Not for him. For five years wasted.

Julian came to my office and said, "You did well, Ava. 50 million found. You saved company. As reward, bonus 5 million. And one more thing. Emefiele said no man will ever want a divorced woman like you, especially a barren one. I want you to know, some men want strong woman. Divorced woman who survived. I am one of them. But we talk later. Today, go to your new Lekki house and rest. Tomorrow you are officially PA to CEO."

I collected Lekki house keys and went with driver to Lekki. Fine house. Two bedrooms. Not small room. Security saluted. I entered. I sat on floor and cried. From divorced on Monday to PA on Tuesday. From "You are a failure, Ava" to "You saved company 50 million." From Yaba small room to Lekki house. From barren shame to doctor report saying I am okay, Emefiele is problem.

I called my mother. Mummy, I divorced today but I got job 2 million monthly. Mother shouted. I called my sister. Sister cried.

That night I slept in Lekki house. Big bed. No noisy freezer. No gun under bed. Only security outside saluting. I touched my belly and said, "Maybe one day I will have child. Not with Emefiele who said I am barren. With right man."

Morning: Day 2 as PA to CEO. I wore new suit company bought. I entered Thorne tower. Staff greeted, "Good morning, Ms. Ava." Not barren one. Ms. Ava.

Julian Thorne was in office. He looked at me and said, "You look different, Ava. You look like CEO PA, not like divorced woman he said no man will want."

I smiled. First smile after divorce.

He said, "Emefiele will be in court on Monday. You will testify. Tell truth. You will win. And after court, I will take you to dinner. Not as boss. As man who wants to know divorced woman who saved his company."

I said yes.

Monday came. Court. Emefiele in box. I testified: "I signed divorce paper on Monday because he said I am failure, barren, no man will want me. Same Monday he put 50 million fraud in my name with forged signature. I did not know." Judge saw forged signature, saw doctor report that Emefiele low count not me, saw divorce paper tears. Judge said Emefiele guilty of fraud and forgery. 10 years.

After court, Julian waited outside. He said, "Divorced on Monday, married on Monday? Not yet. But dinner on Monday?"

I laughed and said yes.

We went to dinner at Lekki Event Center. Fine place. He said, "Ava, Emefiele said no man will ever want a divorced woman like you, especially a barren one. I want you. Not because you are divorced. Because you are strong. Will you be my girlfriend?"

I said, "Julian Thorne, you are billionaire CEO, most feared man in city. I am divorced woman, just got job 2 million. People will say I want your money."

He said, "Let them say. I know you saved my 50 million. I know you are not barren. I have doctor report. I want you."

I said, "Then I will be your girlfriend. Not because you are CEO. Because you believed me when my husband said I am failure."

He smiled and held my hand.

We left Lekki Event Center hand in hand. Staff who saw Emefiele divorce me on Monday now saw me with CEO on Monday next week. Divorced on Monday, married? Not yet. But loved on Monday after.

God did it. Or Julian did it. But CEO Ava wins.

From now, I am not Ava failure. I am Ava, PA to CEO, 2 million monthly, Lekki house, 5 million bonus, girlfriend to billionaire CEO who says I am not barren, I am strong.

Emefiele in jail. His girlfriend left. He said no man will ever want me. But billionaire CEO wants me.

Divorced on Monday, loved on Monday. CEO Ava wins forever.

She will keep winning. She will become PA to CEO to CEO herself. She will buy company. She will have child with right man. She will prove barren tag wrong.

Tonight she sleeps as winner. Tomorrow she wakes as winner. Forever winner. CEO Ava wins. God did it. Julian did it. But Ava wins.

Divorced on Monday, married? Soon. But for now, hired on Tuesday, loved on Monday, winner forever.

God did it. CEO Ava wins.God did it. From divorced on Monday to PA to CEO on Tuesday. From Yaba small room to Lekki house. From 0 to 2 million monthly plus 5 million bonus. From barren shame to doctor report saying she is okay. From Emefiele saying no man will want you to Julian Thorne saying I want you. CEO Ava wins forever.

God did it again. CEO Ava wins. From divorce tears to billionaire love. Forever winner in Jesus name Amen.God did it. CEO Ava wins forever. Amen.CEO Ava wins forever God did it.finally done.