Eight Hundred Dollars To Be Your Wife No Thanks, I'm Done

At our engagement party, my fiancé refused to move forward unless I signed a prenuptial agreement first.

To him and his circle, I was nothing more than a calculated gold digger.

When I fell in love with Julian Vance, a ruthless underworld boss, I spent five years bending over backward just to meet his family's impossible standards.

It wasn't until I got pregnant that his parents finally approved of me and agreed to let us marry.

Yet Chloe, Julian's so-called "best friend," still treated me with utter contempt. Every time she saw me, her tongue dripped with venom.