Dump Him No, I Married the Secret Billionaire Instead!

My coworker slid me three hundred bucks to take her place on a blind date.

The guy was supposedly an impoverished, illegitimate son—a total nobody she didn't want to waste her time on, but was too polite to turn down herself.

I had just sat down at the coffee shop, and before the man across from me could even open his mouth, a neon wave of bullet screen comments exploded in front of my eyes:

[HOLY SHIT! Isn't that the lost heir of the Harrington Group?!]

[In just three days, he’s getting welcomed back to the family as the sole heir to the entire Harrington empire!]