After I Was Dumped, I Inherited a Billion and an Island.

My ex-boyfriend called me poor and unworthy of him at the engagement party. I left the scene in silence, and the next day I arranged to have LED screens all over the city play the inheritance documents in a loop. The lawyer bowed and asked me: "One billion cash or the island, which one do you plan to receive first?" The private plane landed on a cordoned-off street in the city center as the midday sun glared. The cabin door opened, and walking down was the rich woman he had just climbed up to: "My dear daughter, you finally passed this test."