From Shadow Dad to Empire Heir

tect behind my wife, Sabrina Anderson's, skyrocketing tech

osed to be our public unveiling, the moment she' d

e introduced her ex-boyfriend a

ing the miniature house he' d built, only for her to shove him away

hand clutching his chest-

Sabrina slapped me, hissing, "You brought thi

st whisper, "I'm a nobody," tore through

as g

ed, the mother of my chil

ate her triumph whil

er as a hero, but I

fury, I made a call I swore I' d never make-to

n Anderso

was coming back, and Sabrina Anderson was a