My daughter looked at her and said, “Mommy.” That day, I finally woke up. I drafted the divorce papers, gave up custody, and walked away from it all, building a billion-dollar empire from scratch. But when I returned home one night with a business partner, my ex husband cornered me against the wall. “Divorce?” he said, eyes dark. “Not a chance.” After seven years of marriage, my husband, Trevor, fell for another woman—even our daughter wanted her as her new mom. I scoffed at the years I’d wasted