Gold Digger Trials

After I said that, my friends all gathered over. Jack Hughes's face turned red and then pale. It took him several minutes to regain his composure and hurriedly wipe the cake off his face. "Shane, how can you talk like that? Would you have been able to marry Cyndi White if it weren't for me helping you filter out those twenty gold diggers over the last few years?"

Cyndi frowned. She knew I had dated other women before her, but she probably did not realize the number was so staggering.

I smiled and stared at Jack, retorting, "Every time I got a new girlfriend, you couldn't wait to act like my best friend and ‘test’ them for me. Of course I had to change girlfriends every two months. I never even touched those ex-girlfriends, but you must have slept with quite a few of them, didn't you?"

Jack was actually my late driver’s son. When I was in primary school, my family’s driver died saving my father. His only wish was that the Carter family would take good care of his son.

My father was grateful to him, so he not only funded Jack’s life for many years, but also let him stay at our house.

We had played together since childhood and quickly became brothers who could talk to each other about anything. He always posted my luxury items and life online to curate the image of a rich heir. I never said a word about this.

I never imagined that someone I treated like a brother could not stand to see me doing well.

In my past life, he was jealous that I married a wealthy heiress, so he spread rumors about my promiscuous lifestyle. Those twenty ex-girlfriends he seduced actually conspired to drug me and even take nude photos of me to curry favor with him.

Unable to bear the shock, I committed suicide by jumping off a building.

It was only before I died that I learned Jack had been claimed to be the true heir of the Carter family to seduce my girlfriends. He always feigned innocence afterward. "Shane, I really didn't know it would turn out like this. I only said a few words to her, and she immediately showed her true colors. But it's for the best! At least we saw her true character. We're better off without a gold digger like her."

After saying that, he distanced himself from me as if it were all those women's faults.

The thought of this made my stomach churn. I felt so nauseous I almost vomited.

Jack glanced at Cyndi with reddened eyes and said aggrievedly, "I didn't sleep with any of them! I had a strict upbringing and always come home before 10 PM. How could I do something like that? I've never even had a girlfriend..."

Just like in my previous life, he maintained the persona of an innocent heir.

I could not stand seeing his disgusting face, so I stood up to leave.

However, Cyndi pulled me back to my seat. "Shane, Jack means well. I think we should let it go. He was just joking, and I didn't fall for it. Don't worry. I'm not a playgirl, much less a gold digger."

That sounded familiar. After all, all my twenty exes had sworn they were not gold diggers.

It seemed Jack had succeeded after all.

However, I wanted to see if Jack could bear the consequences of ruining my marriage to the White family!