I Married an 81-Year-Old Millionaire So My Son Could Get the Surgery He Needed — But That Night, He Looked at Me and Said, “Now You’re Finally Going to Find Out What You Truly Agreed To”

“And the family?” I asked.

A wealthy family was searching for a caregiver.

She hesitated. “You’ll meet them soon enough. Just try not to be around when they start arguing.”

“Arguing about what?”

“Money,” she replied bluntly. “Always money.”