The Billionaire Wife's Second Chance at Revenge

The poor girl I supported for three years slept with my husband and spent my money the whole time.

And when she shoved my son and me off that rooftop, laughing, she leaned close and said, "Your golden life ends right here."

My grievance wouldn't die. I came back.

I opened my eyes to find her kneeling in my living room, sobbing, begging me for three hundred thousand to pay for her mother's kidney failure surgery.