VERA’S POVApplause thundered through the grand ballroom and right in the middle of the stage stood my husband, Anthony Voss, tall, sharp-suited, golden aura blazing under the crystal lights;“Ladies and gentlemen,” he said, smiling that rehearsed billionaire smile, “none of this would have been possible without Clair Richard, my incredible business partner, my friend, my anchor.”He turned to her, admiration shining in his eyes. His voice softened “You’ve been the strength behind every smart move this company made. You’re the reason we’re standing tall tonight.”The crowd erupted again; cameras flashed to capture the moment.Clair, in her silver gown that hugged every perfect curve, smiled up at him, like the world belonged to just the two of them.And I, Vera Voss, his wife, his so-called backbone, stood in the shadows like I was invisible;He didn't even acknowledge me or mention my name for once;I was the one who stayed up helping him draft his speeches, edited those endless co
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