He Dumped Me. Then Discovered I'm His Soulmate

For the thirty-eighth time, Brandon Hayes slapped Tiffany Stone's name on my design and called it her promotion.

I didn't react hysterically as I usually would.

Instead, I just shrugged, "Whatever makes you happy."

He always said his grandfather found me to make the family money. That I was a placeholder who'd stolen the fiancée title meant for Tiffany.

It wasn't until Tiffany tore up a cherished painting of mine, only to be falsely accused myself, that I finally understood why he was so obsessed with her.