Treated as a Cheap Substitute, I Turned Around and Inherited Billions

Synopsis

On our fifth anniversary, I planned to surprise my boyfriend with the truth: I was the sole heir to a top-tier billionaire family. But as I arrived home, full of anticipation, I heard voices through the door. "Harry, Emma is coming back to London next week. What are you going to do with that cheap substitute?" Emma? The first love he called out for in his drunken stupors? Then came Harry's careless, mocking laugh. "What else? I'll just dump her." "You dragged it out for five years? What did you even want from her?" Tom asked, confused. "She's obedient, low-maintenance, and saves me money," Harry scoffed. "Just make sure you clean it up nicely. Don't let her cause a scene." "Don't worry." I didn't burst in and throw a fit. The pride and breeding in my bones wouldn't allow me to become a hysterical, bitter woman. Since it was all a scam, it was time to cut my losses. I walked to the end of the hallway and dialed a number I had kept on 'Do Not Disturb' for years. "That arranged marriage you mentioned before? I accept."