THE BILLIONAIRE HANDED HIS GIRLFRIEND, ASSISTANT, AND HOUSEKEEPER A UNLIMITED CREDIT CARD—BUT WHAT THE HOUSEKEEPER BOUGHT SHATTERED HIS HEART

“You think Mirabel passed, don’t you?”

Peter said nothing.

Stella let out a bitter smile. “Of course. The modest maid. The saint in an apron. Men like you always adore women who never ask for anything. It makes you feel generous.”

Peter’s expression hardened.

“Be careful.”

“No,” she shot back. “You should be careful. If she had any sense, she would’ve maxed continue reading …