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beautiful clothes to dress myself up. Even if I already had a debt of almost twenty thousand dollars at that time, I still pretended to be rich. The benefit that I got from living my life while pretending to be rich was that a manager in the planning department in our company initiated to invite me to dinner. That boy was two years older than me. He was very handsome, and he came from the same province as me. It's just that his house was on the southern end, and it was about five hundred kilometers away from my hometown. Because we came from the same province, we felt a sense of familiarity when we talked to each other. Therefore, our relationship progressed faster. He was that kind of sunn

"Your ex-husband. Eww, he looked like he was homeless. What has happened to him? ." Jasmine stared at where he vanished with a bitter small smile. It was really shaking because the man who looked like a beggar was an heir to his father's million dollar empire. He wore custom-made suits and travelled in expensive cars. He was once a ruler in his invincible kingdom, who subjected Jasmine to years and years of suffering. But today he was roaming on the streets with not a single penny in his pocket whereas Jasmine was living a life like a queen. "Karma." She said and turned around with Fiona without another word.

Before meeting Hemera, that man was a waiter, he came from a poor family, but she saw him while drinking, so they left just over six months, before she chose him, he had nothing, but he was determined to rise in life. It would be the so-called inverted scam, when he married a successful businesswoman, wanting to move up in life, to be part of the elite, but he had no money, wanting his own business, he opened a business in Deltora, investing a 5 thousand dollars each one, he borrowed from talking to the Greek man and patriarch of the Papadopoulos family, he looked like Zeus himself, flesh and blood.

It was as if she wanted to cry out every tear she had held back over decades, both in this life and the last. She felt so wronged. There was so much she had never been able to say. No one had ever carried that burden for her. No one had ever understood. Not even herself. Yet now, Emmett had. Emmett watched Calla cry her heart out without any composure, but he showed no disdain. Instead, he smiled with relief. His memory drifted back to long ago. Although his family was extremely wealthy, his parents had always believed in raising him modestly. Hence, they kept their wealth a secret from him and made him live frugally. On top of that, he had been overweight as a child, which led people to ass

"And you look like you could buy the entire building. Get it." Izzy turned, watching the fabric move. She barely recognized herself. Two months ago, she'd been serving coffee and dodging her landlord. Now she was about to walk into a gala on the arm of one of New York's wealthiest men, wearing a dress that cost a semester's tuition. "What am I doing?" she whispered. "What you've been doing for two months," Sophie said. "Surviving." "This doesn't feel like survival. This feels like..." "Like what?"

But then I remember my own vendetta against Petal, who wronged me, and I'm determined to make him pay for what he did. "I need money to bail my mom out first," I think to myself, "because there's no way I'm pretending to be Maya without getting something in return." I've always dreamed of being rich, but temporary fame and wealth for three weeks isn't worth the risk. What happens after that? I can't even consider it.If I want to be rich, I'll work hard and earn it myself, not pretend to be someone else. "I apologize, Charlie, but I can't do that," I say firmly. "Why not?" he asks, and I respond, "Because pretending to be Maya is unthinkable, it gives me the chills."

I immediately remembered the episode in the anime I'd seen, did I already have the almighty system? "What is the rich son-in-law system?" I asked quietly. [I am an artificial super-intelligence, I will help you become rich and powerful.] "What are you going to do to make me rich? Huh, I'm in debt a lot, can you help me pay it off?" I said. I think there is no such supernatural thing in this world, this is a scam. Thinking that, I said, "You quickly turn out a thousand dollars for me." [Ting! Congratulations master, ten thousand dollars have entered your bank account.]

"She's been... she's been deceiving a man on a dating app. But she wasn't using her own identity or photos. She was using mine." The revelation hung heavily between us. My mother's eyes widened, but she stayed quiet, encouraging me to go on. "The man she deceived," I resumed, my voice growing more confident. "He's not just any man. He's a billionaire. One of the wealthiest and most influential figures in the fashion industry, Eden Wylon."

That man shook his head negatively, “I don't know” Porishma stated in a cold tone, “I'm not dumb understood, and why would anyone want me to get abducted and paid for this? I'm a common woman”. The strange man started laughing loudly and said to her,” Miss You're not a commoner. You are the wife of a Billionaire” Porishma sucked her breath and gripped her fist tightly. He left her alone in the cold storage room. ** Unknown POV:- I sat on the floor pulling my hair with annoyance and more pain. Then only I heard soft breathing and shivering. I turned on every side I couldn't find anything or anyone.