For six years she ran her husband's house, fixed his business, and secretly designed every collection that made his brand famous. On their anniversary, he hands her divorce papers in front of two hundred guests. She signs. What he doesn't know is that page nine gives her 18% of his company. Then the ruthless owner of a rival fashion empire offers her a contract marriage. He needs a wife. She needs power. But the clause her father wrote was dated before she even met her husband, and someone arranged her whole life. Now she has twelve months, one stitch of indigo thread, and a question that could burn down two families: who destroyed her father, and who has been watching her ever since?