The Wrong Woman

Stocks, investments, real estate, salary, benefits, bonuses, and savings-all together amounted to hundreds of millions. Sienna couldn't bring herself to calculate the exact staggering amount. She couldn't imagine how she would ever measure up to Daniel. Feeling inadequate, she suggested, "You should consider a prenup."

Was Sienna really planning to take revenge on him and then leave him?

Daniel had no intention of letting Sienna leave after convincing her to marry him. He was determined to never give her any reason to consider divorce.

With a wry smile, he gently patted her head and said affectionately, "If I sign a prenup, how will you spend all my money? How will you get your revenge?"

Sienna had assumed his wealth was substantial, perhaps in tens of millions. Now, it appeared nearly limitless.

His considerable income would keep flowing as long as his investments remained solid and his family's business stayed afloat.

Sienna shied away from his touch, her smile tinged with bitterness. Lately, she had been consistently avoiding Daniel.

His heart sank. He handed her the documents. "From now on, you'll manage these."

Sienna reacted as if the documents were scalding. She quickly pushed them back toward him.

have no idea how to manage such a

those words, Sienna stood up abruptly and walked away into her

against it, inhaling deeply to steady her nerves. She felt

of marrying into wealth. And yet, here she stood, paralyzed by the

afraid? She began to question why she had agreed to marry Daniel in

she believed he was fickle? That he had returned to her out of convenience after failing to find someone

to marry

Stay focused. Pursue his wealth, not his affection. Otherwise, you'll end up hurt. Stay focused,

the door. Sienna assumed it was

at the door, smiling warmly

name is Camille Odell. I'm the new maid. The cook has prepared lunch. Please come and have

and stepped out, looking around. "Where's

call and

her lips together and nodded, then went to sit at the dining

from the kitchen carrying the food. After introducing herself politel followed Camille back into the kitchen for