On the evening of their grand celebration, I arrived at the hotel ballroom just hours after my immense inheritance was legally transferred into my name. My former mother in law and ex husband immediately tried to humiliate me, insisting I did not belong among such high society individuals. I walked past them directly to the main stage and placed thick stacks of cash in front of the fake heiress, loudly announcing that her acting job was complete and paying her final fee. Paige stood up and calmly informed the stunned crowd that she was not a billionaire daughter but rather the child of a school teacher. She casually explained that all of her luxury accessories and the sports car were funded by me, revealing that my ex husband had been living off my money. To deliver the final blow, Paige tore the fabricated ultrasound image in half, declaring that there was never any baby and she had merely provided the temptation my husband so eagerly pursued.
