He Smirked While Signing the Divorce Papers—Not Knowing His Wife Was the Heiress

call.”

Jenny’s eyes widened at the shift in my demeanor. “A phone call?”

“Yes,” I stood up, untying my grease-stained apron and letting it fall to the floor. Underneath, my posture straightened, my shoulders squared, and I felt the weight of my real identity settling back onto me like a familiar coat. “I need to call my father. It seems the experiment continue reading …