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I never told my boyfriend’s arrogant parents that I was the one who owned the bank holding all their debt. To them, I was just “some barista with no future.” At their luxury yacht party, his mother sneered and shoved a drink into my hands, spilling it down my dress. “Staff should stay below deck,” she said coldly. His father laughed. “Careful—don’t ruin the furniture.”

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standards. Background matters. Presentation matters. Ambition matters too, though I suppose ambition can look very different depending on where a person starts.”

Carter watched her for a moment. “And where do you think I started?”

Victoria took a sip of champagne. “Below us.”

The honesty of it rang clearer than all the previous insults. For one suspended continue reading …

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