Once Ignored, Now Every Rich Girl Wants Me

I was the most notorious pauper in the Grimborough slums. And yet, I held in my hands three marriage contracts from the wealthiest families in the country.

I left the city for Rosecliff today for one reason only—to fulfill one of those marriage agreements.

The Fairfax Family, a dynasty with ties to the governor and the biggest business empire around, threw a suitcase of cash at me.

“Don’t even think about coming any closer,” one of them sneered. “You reek of poverty. I won’t let your stench taint our family. Take the money and get lost.”