Hello Billionaire

My ex told me no one would ever want to be with a "fat, broke, single mom of three." My billionaire boss thinks otherwise. After my ex left me high and dry, I need to make things work for my kids. Even if it means getting rejected for jobs over and over again. When my friend gets me an interview with her boss for an interior design job, I think things are finally looking up. That is until I door ding his Tesla and yell at my kids on the phone during the interview. (For the record, running out of peanut butter does NOT count as an “emergency.”) But for some reason… he offers me the job. As a…