Chapter 4After My Sugar Daddy Went Bankrupt, I Became His Sugar Mama

With Alexander's help, I worked overtime rushing from set to set. Not only did my reputation gradually improve, I even earned the nickname "Iron Woman" for my work ethic.

In just three months, I managed to pay off the huge penalty that was about to come due.

Being debt-free felt amazing. The day I paid it off, I was so moved I cried tears of joy. That night, I insisted on treating my sugar daddy to drinks.

Seeing how happy I was, Alexander didn't refuse. But he probably regretted it soon after.

He frowned as I made him ride in a rickety three-wheeled taxi, winding through narrow alleys.

"I just paid off my debt, so I can't afford to treat you to anything fancy. This is my favorite hole-in-the-wall place from college - they have the best spicy lamb soup. I wanted you to try it," I said with a grin.

On the tiny wooden table, I opened a few bottles of beer and boldly handed him one, chugging straight from the bottle myself.

As the alcohol kicked in, I saw Alexander's fingers tracing the beer bottle, the smile fading from his lips.

"Tessa Brown, I'm bankrupt," he said abruptly.

It took me a moment to process his words.

"What kind of joke is that? You're a real-life tycoon. How could you go bankrupt just from helping me pay off my measly debt?"

I tugged at his suit sleeve, laughing. But as I laughed, I realized something was off.

Alexander downed an entire bottle of beer, then suddenly looked up at me, his eyes bloodshot.

He said he lost everything betting on the World Cup. He bet all his liquid assets on Argentina in the match against Saudi Arabia, but it was a huge upset.

I was stunned. I never imagined that someone as rational and composed as him would be such a rabid sports fan.

"My other assets are either tied up in the stock market or frozen. My father was furious and seized the villas under my name too," he said flatly.

He said that starting today, he could no longer support me. He seemed to say something else after that, but I was too dazed to catch it.

I only remember patting his shoulder and brazenly declaring:

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. If you have nowhere to live, you can stay at my place. I'll be your sugar mama."

Afterwards, I even seriously pulled up my home address on my phone to show him!

Alexander's lips curved into a smile, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me, his voice husky as he said:

"Alright."

That passionate kiss sobered me up instantly. I quickly scrambled out of his embrace, my face burning.

He raised an eyebrow. "We're so familiar with each other by now. Why are you still shy?"

"Bro, I don't think we're that close," I said with a forced smile, pushing him away.

He snorted, forcefully wrapping an arm around my waist, and said cryptically: