Hi, I’m Evelyn. They looked at my simple dress and worn shoes, then told me I didn’t belong. “This event is for members only,” she said with a sneer. What they didn’t know was that my husband had been quietly watching from across the room. By morning, he owned their precious club.
If you saw me walking down the street today, you’d probably think I was just another ordinary woman. I wear simple clothes, drive a regular car, and live in a nice but modest neighborhood. Most people have no idea that my husband, Michael, is worth more money than they could imagine. And honestly, that’s exactly how we like it.
Michael built his fortune quietly, deliberately staying out of the spotlight. While other wealthy men buy flashy cars and throw lavish parties, Michael drives a ten-year-old pickup truck and prefers barbecues in our backyard. He could afford anything in the world, but he chooses simplicity.
