A NIGHT WITH MY BILLIONAIRE

1 How to Make a Bad Day Worse

Vivian Archwood was a beautiful woman. Long, light brown hair, large, expressive brown eyes, striking, angular features, and an air of regality that seemed to emanate from her, even through her photos. Growing up, Sabrina had desperately wanted to be like her mother. She vividly remembered stealing her mother’s makeup often and practicing the way she walked in heels as a teenager. As an adult, she even decided to study the same course her mother did—medicine—even though she didn’t need it as she would be inheriting her mother’s company. Her mother wasn’t like other mothers in their social circle, wealthy women who left their children in the care of nannies while they partied, went shopping, and attended extravagant events. No, Vivian was determined to raise her daughter herself, and she did raise Sabrina, mostly on her own since her husband and Sabrina’s father had never wanted anything to do with either of them. Vivian and Harrison weren’t a love match, but like a lot of marr...