I Made Him CEO-Then Ruined Him

For three years, I hid my identity as the Ashford heiress, gave up my family and Julian, and personally helped Adrian rise to the position of CEO.​ But on the night before our engagement, his childhood love locked me inside the glass greenhouse on the hotel rooftop. With a storm raging outside and the guests filming everything, she tried to force me to beg for mercy.​ Adrian knew the rain would drag me back into the nightmare of my mother’s death, yet all he said was, “Come on, it’s just a joke. Don’t overreact.”​ Later, I discover the truth. He planned to drain me of my capital and patents, then marry another woman he considered more suitable for his family.​ So I called the number I hadn’t dialed in three years and began taking back the hotels, financing, shares, and the entire business empire I had built for him in the first place.