The Loser Ex Who Secretly Ran Your Empire
Language: en
It was the tenth anniversary of our relationship. My fiancée, Veronica Brook, had just posted a photo album in the company's work chat. They were engagement photos—of her and her assistant. The caption read: [Thanks for all the well wishes, guys. We’ve done the shoot, can the wedding be far behind?] I didn't lose my mind. I didn't call her, screaming. I simply posted a calm comment: [Wishing you both a blessed life together.] The very next second, her call came through. Her voice was ice-cold, instantly accusing. "We were just taking some relaxed photos, Leo. Did you have to be so…