After three years of dating, my boyfriend relied on me to work part-time to support him. Once he was admitted to a prestigious school, he stood in front of me with his arms around the rich girl.
He thought I was vulgar and poor, so he threw the living expenses in my hand on my face and told me to get out of his world in a cold voice.
I had just wiped away my tears and nodded, when a row of limited edition luxury cars suddenly stopped on the street, and the butlers in black all bowed:
"Miss, the old leader passed away due to illness. You are the sole heir. The trillions of dollars in property will be handed over immediately!"
The contempt on the ex-boyfriend's face suddenly froze, and there was only unbelievable panic in his eyes.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
