Lena pinched her nose, barking orders at the caregiver with a look of pure disgust on her face. She herself stood as far away as possible, her features twisted with unmasked irritation.
The fancy, pampered rich wife life she'd dreamed of—silk robes, endless luxury, servants waiting on her hand and foot—had curdled into a nightmare where she was stuck caring for a fully disabled invalid.
She didn't even bother hiding the loathing on her face anymore. She started going out constantly, dolled up head to toe, and her goal was as clear as day, trying to pull the same old tricks she'd used before and aiming to sink her claws into the new head of the Green family—that illegitimate son who'd taken over as CEO.
Too bad for her, the man was shrewd and ice-cold. He wanted absolutely nothing to do
