The Secret Heiress’s Revenge

To be with my college sweetheart, I hid my identity as an heiress to a multibillion-dollar empire.

For three years, I lived in poverty beside him, eating cheap takeout in a moldy apartment. Yet he stood by and let his mother beat me until I suffered a miscarriage.

Worse, he blamed me for contributing nothing to his career, declared I wasn’t good enough for him, and ordered me to pack my bags and get out of the run-down rental he supposedly paid for.

Three years of devotion turned into a sick joke.