My boyfriend, the heir to a bourbon dynasty, called and ordered me to go apologize to his blue-blooded fiancée. I hung up and blocked him. Just hours earlier, I had won the highest honor in the whiskey world for his family. Then he announced his engagement to another woman in the morning paper, all so he could inherit the family fortune. He’d even tried to gaslight me over the phone. “It’s just a business arrangement. You’re the only woman I love! Once I get the trust, I’ll marry you!” He thought I loved him enough to have no dignity left. He thought the only thing he’d thrown away was a girlfriend without the right last name. He would find out soon enough. What he had smashed with his own hands was his family’s only future. … A moment later, an unfamiliar number lit up my screen. I answered, and Grayson Hayes’s voice came through at once, tight with anger. “Clara, how many times do I have to explain this?” “I already told you, Savannah and I a......
