I am the secret heiress to one of Wall Street's largest conglomerates. I am also the anonymous backer who paid for my fiancé Julian's tech empire and wrote the code at its center. For five years, I hid my name, my money, and how much of his company was really my work. Julian hated feeling second best, so I took a modest title at Hayes Tech, let him stand in front of investors, and kept making myself smaller for him. Then his new intern, Mia, began taking the time and privileges that used to be mine. Soon Julian was offering her my office, my title, and every promise he had made me. Today he cancels our marriage registration for the 52nd time because it is her birthday. Julian expects me to give in again and become the quiet wife he says he wants. He has forgotten that I still own the code and control the money holding Hayes Tech together.
Cold rain had soaked through the shoulders of the custom-made dress I was supposed to marry Julian in. Water gathered along the hem and darkened the white fabric against the City Hall steps. I stood alone outside the main entrance and checked the time again. The appointment had already passed. An i********: notification appeared before I could lock my phone. Julian was grinning in the photo, one arm tight around Mia's shoulders. A birthday cake with one candle sat between them at a restaurant where a table cost more than most people's rent. The location tag put them twenty minutes away. His caption read: *Making sure the brightest new star at Hayes Tech has the birthday she deserves. Some things are just more important.* So this was number fifty-two. Plans, anniversaries, dinners he h
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