After Being Abandoned by the Grandson of New York’s Richest Man, I Became the Center of Attention at His Wedding

I grew up alongside Asher, the grandson of Los Angeles' wealthiest man. Over the course of ten years, I transformed from his doting sister to his undisclosed lover, ultimately becoming the least troublesome among the myriad women surrounding him. Everyone knew I loved him until the day his idealized love returned from abroad. For her, he dismissed all the other women around him, including me. The night I left, he and his friends laughed uproariously. But later, they all said Asher had gone mad.

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