The Billionaire’s Secret Lover

My birthday gala was a surprise thrown by my older brother, Steven.

I’d planned to use the occasion to introduce Steven Maxwell to my family.

But he claimed he had an important business dinner and declined my invitation.

So, I reluctantly dropped the idea.

At the gala, a familiar figure suddenly appeared, instantly drawing the gaze of every socialite and reporter in the room.

It was Steven.

He wore a sharp, tailored suit, radiating an undeniable brilliance. He was a completely different person from the Steven I knew, who wore a worn-out tank top in our rented apartment while telling me…