Fame and Love

Name: Fame and Love
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Karlotte Friedman

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I deliberately got close to the young heir of the capital circle, Jiang Fengmian. Everyone thought I was deeply in love with him. Only I knew that I was just after resources, just looking to make money. He is a flirt, known for his outrageous antics that have become common knowledge. I became the laughingstock of the circle. He publicly flaunted his affection for his first love, the "white moonlight," while she made comments in a green tea style, saying, "Did your girlfriend misunderstand something? It's all my fault; let me explain it to her." No need for an explanation. I don't want to compete with you for a man. I just want to focus on my career and make money.

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Chapter 6

01-07 13:45

Chapter 1

I deliberately got close to Waylon Black, the prince of the business world, and everyone thought I was deeply in love with him.

Only I knew that I was in it for his resources and the money.

He was notorious for his flirtatious and reckless behavior, making headlines everywhere.

So I became the talk of the town. He flaunted his affection with his first love Madeline Robertson in public. She played the innocent, saying, "She seems misunderstood. It's all my fault. Let me explain to her."

No explanation was needed.

I wasn't interested in competing for a man.

I just wanted to focus on my only goal that was to get wealthy by all means.

When I arrived at the club, the atmosphere among the people was lively.

Waylon sat lazily and charmingly in the center of a large sofa. A young woman, innocent but also alluring, leaned on his shoulder, playing with a lock of his hair.

This girl was Madeline, a beauty influencer who had gone viral online, known for her looks and figure.

The men around them showered compliments, "Waylon, congratulations."

Madeline gazed at him with affection, her gaze was intense and lingering.

Waylon's eyes skimmed over her and landed on me as I approached.

"What are you doing here? Weren't you filming?"

The girl on his shoulder glanced at me indifferently, her eyes slightly red, subtly provocative.

Her pink lips inched closer to his neck. Waylon extricated his arm from her clasp, thereby putting a certain distance between them. "Behave yourself. My girlfriend is here."

Madeline clung to him like a second skin.

"She seems misunderstood. It's all my fault. Let me explain to her."

The people around watched with gossiping eyes.

Waylon was well-known for his pleasure-seeking nature.

Our public relationship made me a joke.

Madeline was his new favorite, always by his side lately, which probably gave her the confidence to challenge me.

I thought she was just like the other women around him and didn't pay much attention.

I calmly said, "The banquet on the top floor has started. Everyone is waiting for you."

He wrapped his arm around my waist, a playful smile in his eyes.

We went to the top-floor banquet hall together, amidst laughter and elegantly dressed guests.

My manager gave me a hint, and I glanced behind me.

Madeline had followed us but was being chatted up by a man at the door.

I keenly noticed Waylon's gaze subtly drifting towards her.

My manager, holding a glass of champagne, came to my side and whispered, "I found out that Madeline and Waylon have known each other for a long time. You wouldn't believe it, but they met back in middle school."

I fell silent, my eyes turning cold as I tightened my grip on the glass.

She took a sip of her drink and continued, "The person from passionate youth will be the most tempting thing in the world. So, in this case, she's a big problem. Averie, think carefully about what you want. Is it love, or is it fame and fortune?"

She was right.

There was a commotion at the door; the man pestering Madeline for her contact information was relentless despite her refusal.

Madeline, her eyes red with urgency, looked to Waylon for help.

Waylon, as if under an enchantment, strode directly towards it/that place. He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice me as he walked past.

His tall figure stood beside her, pulling her behind him protectively, like a loyal knight.

He didn't say a word, but his actions said it all.

My manager shook her head with a faint smile, "It seems Waylon isn't as frivolous as he seems... "

Indeed, he wasn't frivolous or cold-hearted; the other girls and I just weren't the ones in his heart.

This scene was captured by reporters, and I turned to watch him protect that girl behind him.

The comments were quite entertaining.

"I can already picture a dramatic saga of a wealthy family rivalry. The most classic part is Averie's teary eyes, loving deeply and endlessly forgiving. Averie, get a grip! Don't be so love-struck! A man like that isn't worth it!"

I was overwhelmed by a flood of emotions.

I was straightforward and bright, the most passionate and radiant among all the women he had dated, and our love was once just as brilliant.

I looked down at the large diamond ring on my finger, our engagement ring, now glaringly bright.

I had thought it was all a matter of mutual benefit, but I hadn't expected there to be genuine feelings and reluctance growing inside me.