I helped the company rake in billions of dollars, and my wife, right there, in front of everyone, rewarded me with a child's scooter.

After I helped the company go public, I brought in billions in profit for my CEO wife.

She was thrilled and said she'd buy me a car. Then she rolled out a kid’s scooter from the garage, beaming, and said:

“Here, honey, practice with this. Once the company really takes off, we’ll get you a *real* car.”

But then I saw her on her male best friend Blake’s live stream, splurging hundreds of millions to buy him a global limited edition antique supercar.

On camera, she intimately hugged his neck, cooing, “*This* is what my darling deserves!”