Our Son Died While You Bought Your Mistress Diamonds
Language: en
After marrying my billionaire husband, Marcus, I couldn't even afford to eat. Because all of his assets were managed by Chloe, his financial advisor and first love. Every single penny I spent required her prior approval. Even to buy a box of cold medicine, I had to endure the pain and submit a 1,000-word requisition form first. I only dared to eat one meal of plain white rice a day, yet Chloe still accused me of wasting money. Until my son was kidnapped. The kidnappers demanded eight million dollars, threatening to kill him if I didn't pay. Frantic with worry, I rushed to Chloe for the…