Built on Lies, Reclaimed by Law

PROLOGUE

For seven years of marriage to Tristan Vance, I truly believed I was the happiest woman in the world.

To save his life, I had lost my fertility. Yet he defied his family’s furious objections, kneeling on cold stone for three days and three nights just to marry me.

After the wedding, I took over Vance Group’s corporate tax and intellectual property management, building a hundred-billion-dollar business fortress for him. He, in turn, declared to the world that I would be the only woman he would ever love.