On my way to surprise my husband, his cold secretary stopped me at the entrance and said, “His wife and son are already inside.” I gently covered my daughter’s ears, called my third brother—the one my family trusted in every crisis—and said, “Find out what he’s hiding.”

Capital supplied that support.”

Then he placed a hand on my shoulder.

“We did it because my sister asked us to help her husband succeed.”

Dominic looked from Victor to me.

“Your sister?”

“My name is Vivienne Sterling,” I said. “I hid it because I wanted to know whether you loved me without the family fortune attached.”

His expression collapsed.

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