The real daughter of the wealthiest man in Hepham had finally returned—so why keep the imposter around? And so, Lisette Kiernan was ruthlessly cast aside, sent back to the rural area where she was expected to fend for herself. However, reality turned out to be far beyond anyone’s expectations. The so-called rural area was, in fact, the capital’s most luxurious neighborhood, home to the elite and powerful. Among all its affluent residents, Lisette’s biological family stood unquestionably at the very top. Money? She had access to unlimited wealth, hers to spend as she pleased. Clothes and accessories? World-renowned designers were practically at her beck and call, crafting bespoke wardrobes and adorning her with some of the world’s most priceless gems. Transportation? A jaw-dropping fleet of limited-edition luxury cars awaited her selection, and if that wasn’t enough, her private helicopter stood ready to whisk her away to any corner of the globe. Her parents were determined to pamper and spoil her beyond imagination—so much so that if she wanted the moon, they’d likely find a way to deliver it. Everything in Lisette’s life seemed to fall perfectly into place, except for one infuriatingly persistent man she just couldn’t shake off. Roland Colard, a wickedly sharp and impossibly wealthy tycoon, had fallen head over heels for her. No matter how many times Lisette reminded him of their agreement to break off the engagement, Roland stubbornly refused to budge. To the outside world, he was cold, ruthless, and untouchable. But with Lisette, he was the picture of devotion—those big, puppy-dog eyes of his could melt even the coldest of hearts. "Break up? Who said anything about that?" he teased, flashing her a playful grin. "Come on, darling... I’m your husband!"