I was twenty four years old and eight months pregnant when Judge Montgomery finalized my divorce and awarded all our assets to my smug husband Jacob Gray. I sat frozen in my thrift store maternity dress as Jacob paraded his new girlfriend Brenda and mocked my inability to survive without his money. I was a former foster child with no family or savings and preparing for a homeless shelter when the heavy courtroom doors burst open. Harrison Payne entered the room surrounded by security guards and high powered attorneys. The billionaire executive marched directly to my table and announced that his newly discovered daughter and grandchild would live like royalty while destroying Jacob.

Harrison took me to his secure estate and explained that I had been separated from my mother during my childhood under tragic circumstances. He had finally located me through a routine medical DNA test and wanted to protect me from Jacob who was now fighting for custody in the media. Instead of using obvious force I decided to set a financial trap by anonymously funding a fifty million dollar bridge loan that Jacob desperately needed for his venture capital firm. On the day Jacob signed the paperwork my water broke but I refused to go to the hospital. I marched into his corporate boardroom to personally collect on the loan by exposing his history of embezzlement.

Five years later I stood before a massive crowd to launch a fifty million dollar charity initiative designed to help vulnerable women escape abusive relationships. June was growing into a brilliant five year old girl and I proudly promised her that she would always be protected by our family empire. Later that evening I put my daughter to sleep and reflected on how much strength I had gained since that terrible day in the courtroom. My peaceful evening ended when Cole sent a secure text message confirming he had found the missing files in Geneva. I realized my father had lied to me and prepared myself to uncover the real truth.