I almost smiled.
A little money.
That was what they believed.
For three years, they believed I was a woman with no career, no ambition, and no power.
They never asked why I could afford our condo before Austin received his promotion.
They never questioned why his biggest business opportunities suddenly appeared after I started attending private company meetings.
They never wondered why his entire division received funding after my “family investment group” approved a strategic partnership.
Because Austin never thought I was someone worth understanding.
He only thought I was someone useful.
“Since we’re discussing finances,” Austin said, pulling out his phone, “maybe we should make things clear.”
The nurse near the door looked uncomfortable.
But Austin continued.
