Kicked Off His Yacht, Crowned His Empire
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When my mother-in-law and I went undercover on our own yacht, a woman in a bikini pointed at us and screamed, "Broke trash!"
She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.
"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"
She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.
I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."
"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"
Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.
When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!
She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.
"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"
She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.
I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."
"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"
Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.
When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!
















































