Dumping My Fake-Poor Billionaire
Language: en
“She sold her grandma’s heirloom for me. Tell me that’s not stupid.” In 104-degree heat, I stood frozen at the villa gate, takeout bag in hand. I knew that voice too well—my boyfriend, Brandon, the guy who had “failed” seven startups. Then another voice chimed in from inside: “Brandon, if she ever finds out you’re actually a billionaire and only pretending to be broke to get back at Chloe, she’ll lose it.” Laughter erupted. My entire body went cold. I stepped aside, dialed a number, and said quietly, “Grandpa… you win. I’ll go through with the arranged marriage.” 1 Chloe's syrupy…