My Fiancé Thought He Had Found a Wealthy Target, but He Didn’t Know My “Daughter” Was Actually My Secret Weapon

held the key to my assets.

I excused myself to the restroom, leaving them alone on purpose. When I returned, I didn’t go back to the table. I hid behind a wooden divider and listened to the man I was supposed to marry in a few months.

“I worry about her, you know,” I heard him murmur, his voice dripping with false empathy. “She’s been so stressed. Forgetting continue reading …