Discarded Husband, Rising Mogul

, wrapping up ten years of a meti

he silent architect behind my wife Sabrin

husband and housekeeper, all to rep

n, not alone, but with

Caleb sneered, his words echoing t

lled him towards the elevator, her expression

t her protégé was pu

ard them that night, or the next morning w

ervant, and now, even that seeme

ay with a broken ankle after a car crash SHE force

the ultimate insult: I was just

cts, I looked him dead in the eye and sai

e could bloom from a bargain, or th

ing her mess, I' m bu

me back, but she has n