Shorting My Billionaire Ex To Zero

Summary

I severed ties with my family to be with Blair.

The day I was thrown out, my father, Mr. Harrington, had only a cold sneer for me.

“Cameron,” he’d said. “You’ve been far too protected. You don’t know the first thing about people. I’ll give it six months—let’s see how long your little rebellion lasts.”

Six years. Six years, I was right beside Blair as she clawed her way up—from the dusty basement office to the cramped rental, from splitting lukewarm instant ramen to occasionally being able to spring for a decent meal. I held her hair back when she drank until she threw up for a client.