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Scott leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me with that look, the one that said he had something to say but was waiting for the right moment to drop it. "Are you kidding me right now?" His voice cut through my concentration. "You want to wear your luxury watch to the rink?" I glanced up, catching his reflection in the mirror as I fastened the Patek Philippe Nautilus 5711/1A-014 around my wrist. The Tiffany-blue dial gleamed under the light, its stainless steel case and integrated bracelet catching every ray like liquid mercury. The watch sat perfectly against my skin: forty thousand dollars of Swiss precision and craftsmanship that I'd bought on impulse after signing my first

Once again on display. "The final touch..." I slid on the bunny mask—a sleek, velvet half-face piece with long satin ears. Just enough mystery to make a man curious, and a billionaire lose control. "It’s time to be a whore."

He did it with the ease of a man who never needed permission. I raised a brow, wary. “What now?” He pulled a sleek device from his pocket—a watch, “A prototype. Hologram technology. Projects 3D images you can feel and hear. Ricchezza tech—not even on the market yet.” The watch was stunning—its band studded with diamonds, delicate and feminine yet unmistakably expensive. At the center, the round gold face bore the image of a panther mid-prowl with emerald eyes. A symbol of beauty and control.

"Look, look, I knew someone would be sore, open your eyes to see clearly. Well, the watch on that man's hand should be a custom-made model of a major international brand. This is the only one, and the price starts from eight figures! People who can afford this kind of watches still need to cut us old and old leeks? " "The clothes that the girl is wearing are new styles that haven't been released this season. I've seen this dress before at the big show! " "Wow, which wealthy young master and young wife are coming out to blow up the streets?" Is it because they are tired of living a wealthy lifestyle so they came to try the life of ordinary people? "Screenshot screenshot!" Be happy! Hope to ge

I asked. “He’s after the money of wealthy women to fund his super-luxurious lifestyle. Just look at his clothes and watch. His clothes are from high-end brands. But what really catches the eye is his watch. If that watch is genuine, it’s worth around $50,000. Can you imagine that?” Claire looked at us. Both my eyes and Billy’s eyes widened. Even our mouths dropped open. We could hardly believe what we were hearing. Fifty thousand dollars. That guy wasn’t a famous supermodel. If he were famous, he’d be on TV all the time. But we didn’t recognize him and had never seen him invited to a TV show. Yet, he could buy a watch worth fifty thousand dollars, something only a wealthy person could afford

“Male accessories, watches, bracelets, rings, those kinds of stuff...” He nodded. He walked towards what she had previously assumed was a wall. He moved something she couldn’t see and the wall rolled away to the side. He disappeared behind it. Not long after she brought out a small case, and he placed it on the table before her. “Here you go miss". He picked up one and showed it. “This is the...” “Richard Mille RM 55 Asia edition” He smiled. “You know your stuff" “I am married to a billionaire,” she said with an air of pride.

It was obvious that while she wasn't here all the time, she knew a lot about the underground boxing gym. Harvey then asked calmly, "He's so easily identifiable. You really can't find anything about him at all?" "Nothing. But to him, money is nothing but a number," Mandy sighed. "He didn't look anything unique, but from the limited edition Richard Mille watch he's wearing? That watch is called a 'Billionaire's Watch'. Just that alone is proof enough of how good he was. "Whenever he wins a match, he'd pay for everyone's expenses in the Colosseum. That's why many of the guests here treat him as their boss now. If I expel him by force, they'll start turning on my boxing gym immediately."

As soon as she stepped out the gate, a subdivision service vehicle passed by, so she quickly hopped in and headed toward the exit. Upon entering her apartment, she immediately frowned, holding a transparent envelope filled with papers. It seemed like that annoying Adam was trying to kidnap her. The people had no idea she was already a billionaire now. Ugh! It really irritated her. “What’s with that frown? Did you two meet?” Tiffany grinned at her, but Yza just grimaced. “Wow, the grandma’s got a smile now? You know about this?” Tiffany teased as she started sorting out groceries and separating Yza’s chocolates.

Then he reached for one of the drawers on his desk and pulled out a thick envelope before sliding it toward her. Sophia stared at it in confusion. Even without touching it, she could already tell what was inside. Money. A lot of it. Her chest tightened. “What is this?” she asked quietly. The manager leaned back in his chair before answering. “It came from Mr. Hudson’s people.” Sophia felt her throat go dry. “They reviewed the CCTV footage and saw you entering the VIP suite last night,” he continued. “They instructed me to hand this to you personally.” Sophia slowly looked down at the envelope again, her fingers trembling slightly.

For the one man in the room who could write a single check that would keep my company from dying. I just didn’t know his face yet. The annual Voss Foundation Masquerade was the place where old money and new money fucked each other—literally and figuratively—behind silk and feathers and the polite fiction of anonymity. Everyone wore masks. Everyone pretended the silk made the sins lighter. I was here as Lena Cross, founder of a cybersecurity startup that needed a Series A or it would be dead by Christmas, and the biggest potential investor was rumored to be attending under a plain black half-mask.