“My husband’s relatives humiliated me for being poor, but they had no idea I’m the granddaughter of a billionaire — and I’m running an experiment on them.”
“Seriozha, for heaven’s sake, what is she wearing?” Tamara Pavlovna’s voice rang with a venomous sweetness she made no attempt to conceal. “That dress is from a flea market. I saw one just like it last Saturday at a reseller’s stall. At most — five hundred.” I quietly adjusted the collar of my blue dress … Read more