They say money can buy almost anything, but at twenty-six, I discovered the one thing it was useless for: the certainty of being truly loved.

After my father died, I inherited a medical patent empire worth billions. To my lawyers, it was a lifetime guarantee; to me, it was a glass shield. I knew any man who approached me would see the glint of gold before he’d even look into my eyes. So I made a radical decision: I hid my fortune like someone hides a scar. I wanted someone to fall in love with Elena, not the Hartwell heiress.

I moved to Westport, Connecticut. I traded designer suits for the apron of a small waterfront restaurant and rented a modest apartment. There, between cups of coffee and double shifts, I met Ryan Calder. He was charming, ambitious, and had a smile that made any compliment sound like destiny. He told me about his dreams of building a great financial consulting firm from the ground up. I believed him. But most of all, I fell in love with the way he looked at me: as if I were the most important thing in his world, and not just a bank balance sheet.

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