The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
“You know what? I accept it. Yes, I’m a gold digger. That’s right. I dig gold. But at least, Gia, I was digging his bank account, not your grave. So thank you for the title. I wear it with pride.”
I took a few steps closer, lowering my voice so the words hit deeper. “In fact, I’m claiming that name because no matter what I do, people like you would still call me that. So I’ll own it. I’ll turn it into power. I am a gold digger, Gia, and trust me, I’m about to dig every last coin out of him until he’s bankrupt and broken.”
I turned to Justin, his face red with fury, veins popping along his neck.