I married my best friend’s wealthy grandfather for financial security—and on our wedding night, he looked at me and said, “Now that you’re my wife… I can finally tell you the truth.” I was never the pretty one. Not at school. Not anywhere. The kind of girl people look at unless they’re laughing. An awkward smile, uncomfortable posture, always slightly out of place—too quiet or too much at the wrong moment. By high school, I had accepted it—no one was ever going to fall in lo …

“Because if you’d known, you would have married me for pity,” he explained, struggling to lean against his cane. “I didn’t marry you for a nurse, I married you to be my partner. My family has been circling overhead like buzzards, waiting to swoop in once my heart stops to sell the business and everything else I have built. I needed someone who understood the pain of having nothing so that you could appreciate money enough to protect the legacy of my business.”

He placed before me proof of his son’s theft from him, the effort by his family to have him declared mentally incapacitated, and then finally the contents of his last will. I would take control of his foundation as well as a place on the board.

“They’ll ruin me,” I said, stepping back in fear.

“They hate you anyway,” he replied. “Make them scared instead.”

What followed next was a cold war. At least until one day when Violet found me and accused me of selling my soul for an inheritance, I remained fearless. “I married him for the safety that you’ve always had since you were born.” You’re not grieving for your grandfather; you’re grieving for a paycheck,” I said.

When Rick had a heart attack at the dinner table, and his kids checked their watches, I held him and heard him say, “Don’t let them silence you.”

He died four months later, but only after ensuring that he took away all of their powers by making one final television appearance at a board meeting. He revealed their corruption and made sure that my position was secured.

When I stepped into the office of the foundation as its leader, the gossip was over. The employees greeted me as I walked in. For once, I wasn’t a problem for anyone or an ambitious social climber. They knew that I was the right person to guide them forward.

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