They Kidnapped the Wrong Mother

It had been six months since my wife, Amelia, started cheating on me.

Today, her assistant-turned-lover, Julian, showed up at my house, demanding I pack my bags and leave.

I gave him a faint smile. "I’m not divorcing her."

"Amelia’s dad put thirty million dollars into a trust fund for me when we got married just to ensure my loyalty. You think your petty insults can faze me?"

"If you’re so tough, get me a hundred million dollars so I can pay him back and walk away. Otherwise, shut up."