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

standing near the coffee table, became very still.

Mirabel smiled gently.

“No,” she said. “I was never just anything.”

The volunteer immediately turned red.

Mirabel continued, kindly rather than harshly.

“I was a maid. It was honest work. I was also a daughter, a friend, a volunteer, a woman with debts, skills, fears, and choices. Titles tell people what continue reading …