I remember the day my home became a prison, my husband became a guard, and my role as the wife of an influential oligarch stopped being my own. That was when I learned that my husband found me a young replacement and secretly sold the collection of cameos of the Grand Duchess Xenia Alexandrovna—ones I had been collecting for ten years. “No hysterics! I need money. I found some young fool who paid twice as much for the collection as I expected. Find yourself another hobby! These cameos don’t need you! Or do you think there’s anything here that belongs to someone else?” Prokhor was wrong. He didn’t awaken a victim—he awakened a vengeful woman. I’ll restore my dignity, find that buyer, and strike a deal with your main enemy—Dubrovyn!