Burned by My Own Father, I Rose as a Billion-Dollar Heiress

I took out a loan to open a restaurant, and to my surprise, business exploded overnight.

Once I had a steady livelihood, my boyfriend proposed. But before the ring even slid onto my finger, a fire burned my restaurant to the ground.

I wasn't just left with nothing. I owed the bank a million dollars.

The double blow was too much. Grief pulled me under, and I lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, everyone who should have been at my side was gone.

Carrying that grief, I went alone to find my fiancé, only to end up outside his private room, listening through the door as he talked…