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.”

made your choice.”

His eyes flickered with pain. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Carter replied, standing and walking toward him, “that we’re done. Whatever we were before, whatever you thought we could be, it’s over now.”

Ethan looked like he was about to say something, but the words faltered on his tongue. He stared at her, as if seeing her for the first continue reading …