His Secret Billionaire Game
sometimes let my mind drift back. Back to USC,
was a scholarship kid from a no-name town, studying finance and computer science, obsessed
perfect. We were ju
amily. I thought it was just a formality. I
to old-money Texas power. Oil, real estate, and their crown jewel, a tr
der brothers, William and James, were the worst. They circled
father do?" William asked
hanic," I ans
e word out as if it were a disease. "And
y clothes, my background, my ambitions. Jocelyn tried to defend me, but they
mense. They saw me as a threat, a low-class gold-digger who would tarnish their preci
arable. I was ready to walk away, to save he
e producer, came up
t, her face pale and determined. "They'll destroy tha
er to our children. I would manage the household, raise our kids, and endure the public role she
shielding me, turning their insults into a job description, their cont
I saw an opportunity. The capital she offered wasn't just a salary; it w
n," I was using their own money to build the
the love in her eyes slowly fade, replaced by the cold
shadows. The erosion of our love was the price.
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