Mind-Reading: Steal the Billionaire

Summary

The moment I found a long, black hair in my husband’s underwear, I developed the ability to read minds.

It happened to be the day my husband’s colleagues were coming over for a party.

That’s when I heard her thoughts, loud and clear:

[She has no idea. She has no idea her "rich" husband has already slept with me three times.]

Next to her, her so-called broke boyfriend was staring at his shoes, thinking:

[How am I supposed to tell her I'm the heir to a ten-billion-dollar fortune?]

I almost laughed out loud.