From CEO Wife To Federal Prisoner
Language: en
I had spent three years abroad recuperating from a prolonged illness, during which time I befriended a few fellow socialites from minor elite families. Upon returning to the States, finally healthy, one of them—Gia—invited me to an exclusive ladies' luncheon. Everyone there was a stranger. When someone politely asked which "Mrs." I was, I began: "My husband is the CEO of Crestwood Global…" Before I could finish, a woman—a high-society fixture—leapt from the crowd and slapped me across the face, sending me reeling. "Who the hell are you, some stray from the gutters, to try and steal my…