Her Secret Billionaire Assistant Resigned
Language: en
On the fourth year of our secret relationship, Irene Drake cried on stage at the Golden Globes. Clutching her Best Actress trophy to her chest, her voice cracked through the microphone: "Someone has stood by me in the dark for four years. Without him, I wouldn't be standing here tonight." The crowd in the Beverly Hilton ballroom erupted into cheers. The host leaned in with a smooth, knowing smile. "And is this mystery man here tonight?" Irene nodded through her tears, her eyelashes heavy with mascara. "He’s sitting right down there." Inside my tuxedo pocket, my fingers tightened around…