I hid for 3 years that I won $450 million in the lottery while being treated like garbage, until I showed up in a Bugatti to collect my things.

She had been the only person who knew the entire truth.

The only person who had watched me build an empire in secret while pretending to be invisible.

She crossed the room and set the folder on the table.

“They’ve started contesting everything.”

I gave a dry smile.
“That was faster than expected.”

She opened the folder.

“Your brother tried to access company reserves.”
“He can’t.”
“He found that out.”
“And?”
“He threatened to sue.”

That made me laugh for real.

Jace had spent his life failing upward because someone always protected him from consequences.

And for years—
that someone had been me.

“No,” I said.
“He threatened to sue the wrong person.”

Vivian’s expression softened slightly.

“There’s something else.”

She slid a photograph from the folder.

It was surveillance still from Asterline’s executive parking garage.

My brother.
Meeting with a competitor.

An envelope changing hands.

My eyes narrowed.

“