Marrying the Socialite Heiress

Summary

I was cashing out, selling my shares in the startup I’d built from the ground up. I was getting married.

But the two women who’d sworn they’d never marry anyone but me—my co-founders—had no idea.

They were too busy throwing a party for the new male secretary… a celebration for a deal I had closed. A deal that had cost me a night of drinking myself into a bleeding ulcer.

While I was passed out, he’d just dumped me in the hotel room, grabbed the signed contract, and raced back to the office to claim all the glory.