His Son Chose Me, His Billions Followed
The night I lost everything in my divorce, I saved a little boy on a bridge. He was pale and kept calling me Mom. Ten minutes later, the city's richest man arrived. Vincent pressed a black card into my hand. "He won't let anyone touch him. Only you. Stay with him?" Then my ex strolled in with his mistress, smirking. Before he spoke, Vincent's arm slid around me. "She's mine now."
