Paid to Heal Her Heart

Summary

I was born with a sharp tongue and an absolute inability to swallow my pride, which made holding down a steady job practically impossible.

The day I got fired for the ninety-ninth time—after giving my predatory female boss an unfiltered, thirty-minute breakdown of her moral failings—Mr. Antony reached out to hire me as a very unconventional personal therapist for his daughter, Shirley.

"If you have the talent to provoke an actual mute into losing their temper," the elder billionaire had told me over expensive tea, "then maybe you can break my daughter out of her catatonic silence.