Dumped and Claimed

Synopsis

At the awards ceremony, the spotlight was on my boyfriend of five years. Holding his trophy, he looked past me with loving eyes and said, "I'd like to thank my muse, Miss Sylvia Blake." I stood there frozen as my best friend, wearing the gown I had sewn with my own hands, slipped her arm around my boyfriend. The next second, they flashed their so-called evidence on the giant screen and accused me of stealing the design. The whole room exploded, and security dragged me out into the pouring rain like I was trash. I thought my life was over, until a Rolls-Royce with the plate NYC 88888 stopped in front of me. A white-gloved butler stepped out, bowed, and handed me a black card. "Miss Lane, Grandpa Lane is taking you home to inherit the family fortune."