Chapter 1

In the first year of our relationship, he was passionate and promised me an everlasting love.

In the second year, his vanity grew, and he began to make endless demands.

By the third year, he brought his childhood sweetheart to our engagement party.

"Nora, if you want to marry me, fine! But you'll have to settle for being the second wife!"

"Not only that, you must transfer all your shares in Quinn Enterprises to Beatrix!"

"Otherwise, there's no way I'd marry someone like you!"

After a moment of silence, I picked up my phone and dialed.

"Grandpa, this guy isn't working out. Find me someone obedient and sensible."

My words shocked everyone.

They all stared at me in disbelief.

Declan's face turned beet red.

"Nora! Do you even know what you're saying?!"

"Letting you be the second wife is a favor!"

"Apologize to Beatrix right now, or don't even think about seeing me again!"

Declan roared, veins popping in his neck, like an angry lion.

But as I watched his hysterical display, I suddenly laughed.

Three years ago.

Declan was just a college student who had just moved to Manhattan.

At that time, the battle for Quinn Enterprises was in its final stages.

To ensure I wouldn't be eliminated early, I had to hide my ambitions and pretend to be a lovesick sycophant.

And Declan, new to society and clueless, became my perfect target.

Back then, he was a diligent young man, working late nights for corporate projects.

He would take a two-hour subway ride from South Brooklyn to North Bronx just to buy my favorite cake.

At that time, I even thought, if he was really that good, I would manage Quinn Enterprises with him once I gained control.

But I was too young to understand the concept of fearlessness.

In the second year of our relationship.

He became vain.

After learning about my monthly allowance of over a million dollars, he asked me to open a joint account for him.

Then he used my money to buy all sorts of luxury items.

He became a rising star in the Manhattan Elite Circle.

The object of countless women's admiration.

He began to drift.

Ultimately, he brought his childhood sweetheart from the countryside to the upper-class circles and moved her into my mansion.

I still remember the first time I met his childhood sweetheart.

"Beatrix will be living at my place from now on. It's better if you don't come around often."

I couldn't believe it.

But to maintain the persona, I endured.

Little did I know, my tolerance only emboldened him further.

I shook my head, dismissing those disgusting memories.

Looking at the two at the front, I waved my hand.

"A promise is a promise! Don't even think about going back on your word."