Billionaire Heiress's Humiliation: A Brother's Fury

My fiancé' s mistress hacked off my hair in the middle of Van Cleef & Arpels while he laughed on the phone.

He told her to "teach the stalker a lesson," having no idea the woman in the hoodie was actually the billionaire heiress he was arranged to marry.

Ten minutes later, my brother' s private army shut down Fifth Avenue, and I picked up the scissors to return the favor.

I had spent a year doing humanitarian work in war zones, so I arrived at the jewelry store in jeans and a worn hoodie to collect my custom engagement tiara.