Betrayed at the Altar,The Lost Billionaire Heir's Revenge

On our wedding day, Tamara Pruitt suddenly raised the bride price from the previously agreed-upon $188,000 to a full million.

"Arthur Vance, you've got half an hour. If you can't come up with the money, I'm marrying someone else. Right now."

She didn't look like she was joking. This was the wedding I'd waited seven years for, so I didn't argue. I pulled out my phone and started calling in every favor I had.

But less than thirty seconds later, Tamara grabbed another man's hand and pulled him up onto the stage.

She waved me off with a flick of her wrist, impatience written all over her face.