Mistaken For A Gold Digger Full Movie Romane & Geschichten

I comforted her, telling her it wasn’t that deep. “It is okay, Gem.” I kept telling myself to try taking the high road—it was a good day after all—but she was pushing my patience too far, and regrettably for her, she overreached herself. It got to me, but I didn’t plan on going as low as she did. I didn’t even care if Dimitri was wealthy; I wasn’t interested in his money and I certainly wouldn’t fuck anyone for it. My mother raised me better. Rubi called me a gold digger, saying, “You are nothing but a gold digging whore! I know you plan on seducing Dimitri so you can get his

"Candice, robbing a bank might be faster, don't you think?" Someone even made a crude joke. "Or you could come to me. I'll give you ten thousand. Think about it." Elliott raised an eyebrow, but he didn't say a word. Instead, it was Tiffany who gasped in mock horror. "Don't be so crude. She's just asking for money, not selling herself. You'll scare the poor girl." She turned to me with that same triumphant smirk. I felt like a clown in the center of their derision, every mocking word slicing through me. Elliott remained a silent observer, watching it all unfold as though it were a play staged for his amusement.

He deserved it, for cheating on me with her and others. She smiled excitedly and clapped her hands. “I can’t wait till we do this, man. I can’t wait to be your PA, because there’s a lot of clean cash that’s going to be coming our way. Way more money than Rick has ever dreamed of giving me,” she said, revealing her true motive. She grabbed her glass and drank it in one gulp. She was thirsty, not for champagne, but for money. She didn’t love Rick, she loved his wealth. She was a gold digger, and I hated her even more.

“Some months back, I met the most beautiful young lady at an exquisite clubhouse. She looked broken on the inside but kept laughing and dancing on the dance floor. There was something unique about her that I couldn't place my finger on but then I ended up spending the night with her. The next day I was foolish enough to treat her badly just as I always treated my one night stands. Few weeks later, she came back to me telling me that she had gotten pregnant from our encounter but I didn’t believe her.” “Just like you guys now, I called her a gold digger but then I realized that the child could actually be mine so I drew up a contract which stated that we would pretend to be a couple because I

“And how would you know that, Gia? Or wait, are you also dating Justin and hoping to snatch seventy percent for yourself?” She went quiet. Her tongue suddenly froze. I uncrossed my arms, lifted my chin, and gripped my bag with elegance. “You know what? I accept it. Yes, I’m a gold digger. That’s right. I dig gold. But at least, Gia, I was digging his bank account, not your grave. So thank you for the title. I wear it with pride.”

The anger in her eyes disappeared and it was replaced with a pitiful expression. Her voice was now calm. "My son, it is not just about the promise. Kayla has to be by your side, she just has to be the one! Not some gold diggers who want to be with you just because of your money" She said as she turned to look at Liana, eyeing her. Liana's eyes widened as she slowly removed her hands from mine. "By Gold-digger, do you mean me?" She questioned. Uncle Jojo's wife cut in, twirling the wine glass in her hands as she walked in our direction. "Of course! You are the gold digger because we all know that you got married to Conan because of his wealth!" A smirk crept at the corner of her lips.

“The fact that you don’t see anything wrong with it says a lot about you, don’t you think?” “What makes you so different from a gold digger, Giovanna? I don’t think you have any aspirations or drive to work. You spend your parents’ money to your heart’s content. You buy cars and the best dresses. I have seen you a handful of times, and every time you have on something that is more glamorous than the last.” With each sentence, she moved closer and closer. “The only difference between you and a gold digger is that you are leeching off your parents’ money.”

I had my uncle look up her ID info, and as soon as he checked, it turned out that Lillian is a notorious gold digger! Those around us erupted into murmurs, while Clara crossly held up her phone for everyone to see. "I've gone to so much trouble for you, yet you're being completely ungrateful about it, Nicholas!" Nicholas snatched the phone and stared fixedly at the screen, noting the name Lillian Naughton displayed there. Just as Clara claimed, there were only two individuals by that name—one was the prestigious heiress of the Naughton family, and the other was an infamous marriage fraudster and gold digger.

I broke down and sobbed even more. “I know the game you are playing, and you've been busted, Amanza! You are no different from all the other women! They act all sweet in the beginning! Spewing lies about how they love you! When they are only after my money! And you are no different from the other girls in the streets! Seeking to find and trap rich men with power and money! You don’t care about who I am on the inside! You don’t care about my opinions or beliefs! All you cared about was the lifestyle I could give you! You Gold Digger!”

"Act innocent so I will not know what you are planning, low class girls like you will find an opportunity to hook up with a rich guy like me to settle down in her life playing the innocent card, am I right?" She stood frozen in her place even though she wanted to slap him. "Golden digger” he muttered lowly but she heard. "What did you say?" "Applying makeup and dressing up to seduce a guy, aren’t you a golden digger?" "Ashad that's what you think about me?" "Where is my money you asked for your sister's marriage” he roared making her flinch. She couldn't believe her ears as to what he was uttering. "You thought I was a fool?"