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
Julian glanced at Elena with visible irritation before tossing the keys of his imported black Aston Martin to the valet outside the historic Arlington Manor Hotel in downtown Dallas. His expression carried the same cold embarrassment he always showed whenever Elena reminded him of where she came from.
