He Called Me a Sugar Baby, So My Billionaire Dad Bought the Company

It was pouring the day I drove to work, and a male coworker spotted my car.

By lunchtime, he was spreading rumors that I was a kept woman with an old sugar daddy.

I confronted him right there in the office. "Did you actually see this old man?"

He leaned back in his chair with a greasy smirk. "It's just a joke. Why are you being so sensitive?"

I didn't argue. I just smiled.

My dad always told me to stay low-key and never flaunt our wealth.

The car I drove was already the most modest thing in our garage, but clearly, my family's actual wealth refused to stay hidden.