He gave them his wealth to see what they valued. But it was what his maid spent it on that shattered his heart and changed his life forever. A billionaire, tired of gold diggers and masks, gives three women in his life a limitless credit card: his girlfriend, his assistant, and his maid.
What they choose to do with it reveals more than he ever expected—ambition, vanity, and one act of quiet compassion that would lead him not just to love, but to a home he never knew he needed.
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The sun filtered through the floor‑to‑ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting long golden streaks across the polished marble floors. The city below buzzed with life—horns honking, deals closing, dreams chasing. But up here, everything was still.
Peter Rafford stood in front of the vast windows, sipping black coffee from a minimalist mug.
He wore a tailored navy suit, unbuttoned at the collar, no tie. He looked perfect, but his eyes told a different story—one of fatigue, not of the body, but of the soul.
The world knew him as the tech oracle—the billionaire genius who revolutionized smart‑home AI and cybersecurity. His face was on the covers of Forbes and Time, his name whispered with envy and admiration in elite circles.
But behind the awards, the interviews, and the luxury, Peter felt something gnawing at his insides— a hollowness he couldn’t code his way out of.
“Sir, the car is ready,” came a gentle voice from behind. Peter turned slightly. Mirabel, his maid, stood at the edge of the room, not daring to step further without invitation.
She wore her usual gray uniform, her hair tied in a simple bun, eyes cast down.
“Thank you, Mirabel,” he said with a nod. She disappeared as quietly as she arrived.
Peter sighed and turned back to the glass. He didn’t need to be at the office today.
His executives could handle the meetings. His assistant, Stella, had already prepared everything. His girlfriend, Lana, had texted him from Dubai, sending selfies with heart emojis: “Miss you, babe.
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