The affair was filmed, and the billionaire husband asked me to handle the scandal.

When I caught Julian with his mistress, after his car was rear-ended, he just leaned out the window and smiled at the paparazzi.

“Got a scandal on your hands? Make sure you find my wife. She *loves* dealing with this kind of news.”

Whenever my name, Mrs. Thorne, came up, everyone in the social circle would say the same thing, almost in unison:

“She was a nobody who snagged a rich husband. She'd never dare to leave.”

No one remembered that when Julian married me, he’d graciously introduced me, almost as if he was doing them a favor: