The Billionaire's Stand-In Wife Takes It All

"Look at you. You don't even hold a candle to Natalie. Aside from riding my coattails, what are you even worth?"

My husband, Julian Sterling, slammed the awards gala gift box onto my vanity table.

I stared at his twisted, venomous face.

My mind drifted back to three days ago, when I was organizing the safe at home and unearthed a hidden file.

It was a paternity test.

The mother of his five-year-old secret son was none other than Natalie Ross—my bitter college rival, the girl who was forever stuck in second place behind me.