My Worthless Inheritance, My Sweet Revenge
Language: en
My husband, Dominic, sneered in Italian, calling my inheritance "crumbs," not even enough to buy his mistress a handbag. Then he turned to me, his voice soft with English endearments. "Honey, why not go abroad to clear your mind? I'll buy your ticket." I smiled and accepted the one-way ticket. Dominic had no idea I understood Italian. He knew even less that the inheritance he scorned was a vast business empire, large enough to buy out ten of his companies. 1 Elara's POV Dominic was on a video call. Seeing me enter, he casually pulled me into his embrace. The man on the screen…