Bernard POV
I sat in my car outside the Starbucks on Fifth Street, adjusting my tie for the third time and trying to convince myself that what I was about to do wasn't completely desperate. But the truth was, I had reached the point where desperate was all I had left.
My salary reduction had made our financial situation impossible. Tracy and I were fighting about money every single day. The bills were piling up faster than we could pay them, and my credit cards were maxed out from wedding expenses. Meanwhile, I was working fourteen-hour days under constant supervision, being treated like a criminal by my own ex-wife.
Something had to change. And if that something meant finding a wealthy woman who could invest in my future, then that's what I would do.
I had spent the past week research
