He Got a Substitute, I Got His Money

Everyone in our circle knew I was a professional gold digger.

I married Holt Sterling purely for his money.

He treated me like a substitute for his true love, and I treated him like an ATM.

Then Holt's first love—his stepsister—came back from overseas. Just when I should've gracefully bowed out, I suddenly realized I couldn't let go.

After all, good-looking, generous sugar daddies are hard to come by.

While I was figuring out how to cling on shamelessly, I caught Holt prying the gemstone from my mom's ring to impress Zara Young. That ring was her only memento.