The Ungrateful Gold Digger Next Door

Summary

When our parent conglomerate decided to divest its underperforming assets, I liquidated one of the digital media subsidiaries.

My fiancée, Vanessa, heard about the sale almost immediately. When she called, her voice was breathless, bordering on frantic, demanding to know why I had gotten rid of the company. I was tired from a twelve-hour workday, so I made a careless, offhand joke.

"Business went under," I told her, half-chuckling into the receiver. "I went broke."

Thirty minutes later, I pulled my Bentley into the driveway of my gated estate in the hills, tapped the keypad at the front…