As the granddaughter of the wealthiest magnate in San Heith, Cynthia Shannon had been in a relationship with Joe Louise for three years, only to find her sincere affections spurned and left in the dust.
Joe regarded her as a simple rural woman, and on their wedding day, he abandoned her to pursue another dazzling beauty, leaving Cynthia heartbroken. But once she decisively ended the relationship, she reclaimed her status as a wealthy heiress, inheriting a fortune worth billions. Her life then ascended to its pinnacle, yet there were always scoundrels who emerged to vex her.
Amidst Cynthia's efforts to deal with these scoundrels, a certain Mr. Ford, known for inspiring dread in anyone who heard his name, stood by, applauding her with admiration. "My formidable wife," Mr. Ford praised.
Cynthia Shannon replied, "Please mind your choice of words."
Mr. Ford half-closed his eyes, leaning elegantly against the bed, his movements bewitching. "With this token as evidence, do you still want to deny our bond?"

From Wedding Betrayal to Billionaire's Devotion

Cynthia could sense that Tristan was determined to stand out tonight. Her intuition told her that this man was on the verge of madness, not to be easily provoked. Like a raging lion, it was best to stroke his fur in the right direction.


Tristan's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the silent woman in his arms. He chuckled lightly, his lazy tone carrying a hint of indifference. "Seems like you're not satisfied with me."


Facing Tristan's unyielding attitude, Cynthia felt a mixture of embarrassment and anger. "Tristan, what's gotten into you tonight!"


"Gotten into me?" Tristan smiled, lips curved, but his eyes revealed a coldness. "Tell me, if it were me sneaking off to a bar to check out women behind your back, could you pretend not to care? Could you stay calm?"


Considering it from this angle, it seemed like everything Tristan did was within reason, and...


Even Homegrown Blossoms Can Lead the Scene Alone