All Chapters of He Called Me a Gold Digger, But I’m the Billionaire Heiress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I waited all night.I checked my phone more times than I could count, but Xander never sent me another message.Instead, I came across a new post from his female best friend, Vanessa Lane.It was a photo of a table covered with food.Her caption read:'Someone went to all this trouble. Lucky me.'I froze, my fingers tightening around my phone.I recognized those plates.I had picked them out myself.I’d had a sensitive stomach since I was a child, and I was also an incredibly picky eater.So Xander had hired a professional dietitian for me.Sometimes, the great CEO himself would even put on an apron and cook for me.Whenever I hovered around the kitchen, he would ruffle my hair and smile helplessly.“Sienna, you know you’re the only person in this world who gets to eat food I cooked myself, right?”He really had treated me well once.After I agreed to date him, he never let another woman into his home.But now, not only had he let Vanessa stay, he had cooked for her too

From that day on, everyone looked at me differently.The colleagues who used to be warm and friendly now avoided me like the plague.Whenever I appeared, I could feel people staring and whispering from every direction.The ones who used to flatter me were suddenly the first to turn on me, each one eager to kick me while I was down.Some called me vain and materialistic.They said I had cultivated this sweet, innocent golden-girl image when I was actually wilder than anyone behind closed doors.Others said I wasn’t even that talented and questioned how I had ever become principal cellist.Maybe, they said, I had gotten that position the same way I tried to get everything else.Someone even dug up old photos from my previous performances.In one of them, my mentor had simply given me a bouquet of flowers.That was enough for people online to start claiming he had been my sugar daddy.I walked out of the concert hall with a pale face, only to be surrounded by a swarm of enterta

The entire yacht fell silent.The only sound was the waves striking the hull in the darkness.The man who had spoken stood at the center of the upper deck before slowly making his way down the stairs.His custom-tailored suit was understated, but there was nothing understated about his presence.And the six bodyguards in black following behind him made it impossible to mistake who he was.Almost everyone on board recognized him immediately.Adrian Calloway.The heir to the Calloway family.The man who had just returned from overseas after leading a massive series of acquisitions and building a business empire worth billions.The lazy indifference on Xander’s face vanished instantly.He straightened in his seat without even realizing it.Mr. Carter, who had been drunk and spewing filthy insults only moments ago, seemed to sober up on the spot.He hurried forward, stumbling over his words.“M-Mr. Calloway. I didn’t know you were coming tonight.”He forced an uneasy laugh.

Adrian kept his word.He went after Vanessa.The Calloway legal team moved fast.They gathered solid evidence that Vanessa had deliberately spread false stories about me online and paid people to amplify them.But that wasn’t all.They also uncovered proof that she had been embezzling company funds for years.With multiple charges against her, Vanessa was sentenced to six years in prison.By the day she was sentenced, the Lane family’s businesses had collapsed into bankruptcy.Buried under massive debt, the family disappeared from the city’s elite social circles almost overnight.The spoiled rich kids who used to surround Vanessa and flatter her vanished just as quickly.Not one of them dared say a word in her defense.Shaw Corporation was doing even worse.Adrian was determined to make Xander pay for what he had done to me.And he didn’t care how much it cost.Banks began tightening credit.Business partners started backing away.A corporate empire that had once seemed

Three years later.London, England.Tonight was the closing gala of an international classical music festival, and every seat in the grand concert hall was filled.I was the only cellist performing a solo that evening.When I walked onto one of the most prestigious stages in the world, I was completely at ease.The spotlight fell on me.The entire hall went silent.Over the past three years, I had gone from a promising young musician to an internationally acclaimed cellist.Everyone who came to hear me perform praised me for the same reason.Not because of my family.Not because of money.Most of the audience didn’t even know whether my last name was Hayes or Calloway.They only knew one thing.I was good.Really good.And yet, at every performance I gave over those three years, there was always one empty seat in the very center of the front row.I knew who it belonged to.He bought a ticket to every single performance.But he never once showed up.Tonight was no dif