My husband dragged me to the party to impress the new boss. “Stand back, your dress is embarrassing,” he hissed. When the billionaire arrived, he ignored my husband’s handshake. He went straight to me, took my hand, and whispered with teary eyes, “I’ve been searching for you for 30 years… I still love you.”

”

“I came back.”

“My aunt said you didn’t.”

His expression darkened. “She was paid.”

The room seemed to shift.

Caleb grabbed my arm. “That’s enough. You’re embarrassing me.”

“Take your hand off her,” Adrian said sharply.

Caleb froze.

I gently pulled away. “Don’t worry, Caleb. I understand how much appearances matter to you.”

He narrowed his eyes. Something continue reading …