My husband hid me at his company party because of my cheap dress—until his billionaire boss recognized my necklace and exposed a 30-year-old secret that destroyed his career

stiffened. “Yes, sir. She’s… around somewhere. She’s shy. Not used to this world.”

With an irritated gesture, he motioned Elena forward. She approached slowly, shoulders straight despite the humiliation burning inside her.

“Elena, this is Mr. Kensington,” Julian said quickly. “Elena is… helping with the event.”

Elena extended her hand politely. Richard continue reading …