Just after I had killed the money tree of Jin Yuncheng's company, my dad planned to ally with him and arrange a marriage for us. I just didn't expect that everything was part of Jin Yuncheng's long-standing scheme...
For years, my rival and I clashed relentlessly. Our feud burned like wildfire.
Every day brought a new battle in our cutthroat business war.
He stole my clients. I sabotaged his prized money tree.
But when he caught me red-handed, his secretary chased me down three streets.
Later, he admitted he didn't want to stay rivals. He feared if we kept fighting, someone else might sweep me off my feet.
My face flushed with anger as I snapped, "Wesley, are you out of your mind?"
1
At a bar, while flirting with a good-looking guy, I accidentally bumped into my infuriating fiancé.
In a clumsy move, I spilled my drink on his suit.
Worse, it landed in an awkward spot.
He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and shot me a glance. "In such a rush?"
My blood boiled.
This smug old man always ruined my fun.
I wanted to bolt, but he grabbed my wrist. "Leaving without replacing my pants?"
"Are you scamming me?" I glared at him.
"Want to check where your drink landed?"
I didn't dare look. I yanked my hand free and muttered, "Fine, I'll pay you."
The cute guy was waiting, and I needed to ditch this jerk fast.
"I don't want your money," he said with a sly smile.
That suited me fine. My dad had cut off my card, and I was broke.
"Get me a custom suit. Deliver it to my place."
I groaned silently.
Left the house without checking my horoscope and ran into Wesley at a bar.
Wasn't he supposed to be all monk-like?
A thirty-year-old man still partying at midnight? He sure knew how to stir things up.
I mumbled a quick "fine" and made my escape.
My dad claimed Wesley was a success, worth billions.
Our families' merger would be a win for everyone.
I rolled my eyes.
Wesley and I had been at each other's throats for years. Our companies waged daily warfare.
He snatched my clients. I hijacked his resources.
After years of this, my dad wanted us to tie the knot.
I shook my head in disbelief.
After shaking off Wesley, I returned to the couch to drink and play games with my best friend.
The cute guy I'd been chatting up slid closer. "So, do you have a boyfriend?"
My bestie Kayla winked at me, urging me to seize the moment.
Before I could answer, a voice cut in. "She does."
Wesley plopped down across from me, his eyes flicking over me with intent.
He was back again.
The guy looked confused. "Who's he?"
Before I could speak, Kayla's boyfriend shouted, "Mr. Harding? You're here too?"
Wesley leaned back. "I'm here to take my fiancée home."
Kayla and her boyfriend turned to me in unison.
I hadn't told anyone about my engagement to Wesley. I planned to sabotage it quietly, but fate had other ideas.
"Penelope, what's going on? Spill it," Kayla nudged me with a grin.
"Don't know him," I said bluntly, sipping my drink.
Wesley smirked. "Do you know my size? Should I send them to you?"
What the hell?
I nearly choked.
The others around us gaped, stunned.
My face burned as I shouted, "Wesley, are you insane?"
"I meant for the suit," he said slowly, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"I know that! I'll replace it!" My cheeks grew hotter. I stood up. "I need the restroom."
That damn Wesley ruined my chances again.
I fumed but felt powerless.
I lingered in the restroom, then texted Kayla that I was leaving early.
"It's late. Let me drive you home." Wesley followed me out, his voice calm behind me.