She Was Treated Like a Nobody at the Party—Until Her Billionaire Husband Walked In (3 of 5)

“You’ll do as you’re told,” she snapped. “Or leave.”

So I went. Not from fear—but because I wanted to see how far this would go.

The kitchen was chaos. I rolled up my sleeves and scrubbed. My arms ached, but I said nothing. Then came the jeers.

Vanessa slinked in, glassy-eyed and smug. “Oh look, the help got demoted. Bet she dropped out of high school.”

Mrs. Langford laughed. “She’s lucky to even be here.”

That’s when I heard his voice.

“Has anyone seen my wife? I’m looking for Elena.”

Silence fell.

“She’s just a server, sir,” Mrs. Langford offered.

Then Graham stepped in, and everything stopped.

He scanned the room until his eyes met mine. “Why are you dressed like that?”