Chapter 1

After the divorce, I spent a million the hottest male escort in the city.

The price was worth every penny—he was gorgeous, ripped, and knew exactly how to please.

Photos of me and the mysterious man on my penthouse balcony spread through the entire social scene overnight.

The next morning, my ex-husband Sebastian Brooks showed up at my door.

He had his men drag the man away, then turned on me with ice in his eyes.

"Where did he touch you?"

I smiled lazily.

"Lips, breasts, between my legs—everywhere you used to like. He touched it all."

Rage flashed in his eyes as he barked orders to security.

"Break his legs. Throw him in the gutter."

I stripped off my soaked blouse and headed for the shower. "Do whatever you want."

Three years ago, my best friend Miranda sent me a video.

She questioned why I'd hidden my illness and let my daughter donate her liver to save me.

In the video, my daughter was lying in a hospital bed, beaming with pride.

"I love my mommy more than anything! I'm donating my liver to her voluntarily! Mommy, get well soon!"

I stared at my perfectly healthy medical report, completely confused.

I wasn't sick. So who the hell was this "mommy" my daughter was donating her liver to?

I immediately instructed my assistant:

"Freeze my husband and daughter's cards. And draft divorce papers."

"I won't fight for custody. Let her have her precious mother-daughter bond!"