From Jilted Bride to Stepmother

At the wedding, I reached out my hand, but my fiancé, Ryan Carter, slid the ring onto the finger of Jessica Miller, my father's mistress's daughter.

My mother's heart seized up with fury, yet Ryan simply met my gaze, a chilling calm in his eyes.

“Carter Corp. is going public next month. Since your mother already signed the divorce agreement, leaving with absolutely nothing, I doubt you can offer me any help. My wife can only be the heiress of the Miller family.”

My wedding became Jessica Miller's wedding.

My mother died of a heart attack amidst the biting whispers and cruel laughter.