“For six years, I hid my identity as the sole heiress to a ten-billion-dollar real estate empire just to be the perfect secretary and secret lover to Kiel Fischer. But when top-secret bidding data was leaked to our biggest rival, his high-society fiancée accused me of selling the company out for pocket change. I waited for the man I had loved and protected for years to shut down this absurd lie. Instead, Kiel looked at my cheap, unbranded work suit with cold arrogance. "To calm the board down, you're going to take the fall for this leak." He demanded I take the blame and risk federal prison just to protect his fiancée's reputation. Kelsie stood behind him, smirking as she mouthed that I had lost. Six years of turning down my family's fortune and working sixteen-hour days meant absolutely nothing. To him, I was just a disposable scapegoat. My heart turned completely cold, and the last shred of my blind devotion vanished. So, I took off the cheap silver ring he gave me and threw it straight into the trash can. Then, I wired two million dollars to the most ruthless PR fixer in New York. Since they wanted to play dirty, I was going to show them what a real corporate bloodbath looked like.”