After My Miscarriage, the Don Lost Everything
I am the lawfully wedded wife of Don Jones—the Donna of the Jones Family—and the founding CEO of his medical empire.
I stood by Vincent's side as we built it up from a two-room surgical clinic into the crown jewel of European private healthcare.
Then, in my eighth month of pregnancy, dying on the operating table, Vincent pulled every surgeon out of my maternity ward for the sake of his mistress. He killed our child with his own hands. He stripped me of the right to ever be a mother.
He thought I was a homeless orphan with nowhere to go. He had no idea I was the sole blood heir of the Belmonte Family.
After the divorce, I came home to command a global medical empire. He knelt and begged. I watched, cold-eyed, as he fell into hell.