ng Ryan Blakely' s dream. I was his graphic designer, his strategist, his ev
dollar success, he smiled, that brilliant, camera-ready smile. "I'd like
. He then publicly dismissed me as a "clout-chasing grou
with a morning-after pill. The next day, his new fiancée, Stella, called me a "charity case." When I dared spe
iate and betray me, but physically harm me and leave me to die? Was our
stood over me, instantly revealing my true identity: Gabrielle Fuller, heiress to a tech