The Mafia Queen's Revenge: Don't Touch My Daughter

To pay off his mistress's debts, my husband embezzled company funds and plotted to erase my daughter and me from our legal identity. He flaunted his billion-dollar tech empire: "Vivian, I make the rules. What do you have to fight me with?" I set down my glass with a cold smile. The core patents he boasted about? Coded by me. The capital keeping him afloat? Leftovers from my family's trust fund. With a single court order, his corporate tower was foreclosed, and his empire vanished overnight. "I pulled you out of the gutter. I can drag you right back down."

To pay off his mistress's debts, my husband embezzled company funds and plotted to erase my daughter and me from our legal identity. He flaunted his billion-dollar tech empire: "Vivian, I make the rules. What do you have to fight me with?" I set down my glass with a cold smile. The core patents he boasted about? Coded by me. The capital keeping him afloat? Leftovers from my family's trust fund. With a single court order, his corporate tower was foreclosed, and his empire vanished overnight. "I pulled you out of the gutter. I can drag you right back down."