“Wren's family was on the brink of total bankruptcy, facing federal fraud charges. To save her father from dying in prison, she was forced to marry Pierce Ainsworth, the ruthless heir of the corporate raiders who orchestrated their ruin. But on their wedding night, Pierce abandoned her in their empty penthouse. He went straight to a hotel to spend the night with his childhood sweetheart, Seraphina. The next morning, Wren had to face his hostile family alone at a private brunch. His sister-in-law mocked her family's downfall, treating Wren like a feral dog that had wandered indoors. Then, Seraphina walked into the room wearing the exact custom suit jacket Pierce had worn the night before. She looked at Wren with wide, innocent eyes and smiled sweetly. "I was so cold last night, Pierce practically forced me to wear it. The bed at the hotel was too soft, so neither of us got any sleep." The words exploded in Wren's brain as they blatantly spelled out the betrayal. She had sacrificed her entire life and swallowed her pride to save her family, only to be treated like a purchased accessory by the very people who destroyed them. Why should she endure this suffocating prison while they played their cruel games? Wren didn't shed a single tear. She looked at Seraphina with pure disgust, told her she could keep the trash, and walked out. Standing on the front steps, Wren pulled out her phone and called her private lawyer. "Start gathering every piece of dirt on the Ainsworths immediately. I want everything."”