Chapter 2Heiress to Millions After Heartbreak

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Adam replied: "Lily is just vain. I think it's better to be frugal."

"Adam, which of these two photos do you think looks better?"

The attached images were two selfies with her cleavage half-exposed.

Adam replied: "Both look good. It would be even better if they were a bit more revealing (winking face)"

"Adam, I heard you had another fight with Lily. She's from a rich family so it's normal for her to be spoiled. Unlike us poor kids. You should be more understanding of her."

Adam replied: "If only Lily was half as sensible as you."

I knew the wealth gap between Adam and me had always been a thorn in his heart. I tried my best to cater to him, carefully protecting his fragile self-esteem.

In the end, I was still the bad guy who wasn't sensible enough.

Meanwhile Chloe, who was even more vain and materialistic than me, became his kindred spirit and confidante just because her background was similarly poor.

"Lily, you and Adam aren't from the same world. Only I truly understand him."

Yes, you two are a perfect match, I thought bitterly. You're both so self-pitying and insecure about your backgrounds.

I looked at Chloe's smug face and laughed sarcastically.

"Since you like my leftovers so much, you can have him. After all, unlike me, apart from Adam - this 'potential stock' that may or may not rise -"

"You have nothing."

The color drained from Chloe's face at my words. She grabbed her phone and stormed out.

I didn't need to guess where she was going - she was off to seek comfort from Adam.

Looks like Adam's $100 room fee wouldn't go to waste after all. I wished them happiness.

6

The next day, I went to a famous cosmetic surgery clinic in the city based on an online search and made an appointment with the dermatology department.

A nurse led me in. The young male doctor who examined me had apparently just returned from getting his master's degree abroad.

"Lily?" he called my name hesitantly, looking up at me with a shocked expression.

"When did you get back? Why didn't you tell me?"

Jack was my childhood friend. His parents and mine were not only business partners but also close friends for many years, so I spent almost every day with Jack before we became adults.

He was the stereotypical rich playboy, always surrounded by girls, while I was the well-behaved good girl who never caused trouble.

Later he went abroad for school, while I chose to attend a prestigious local university. Due to the time difference, we gradually lost touch.

Hearing my words, Jack suddenly looked a bit hurt.

"Didn't you delete me on SnapChat?"

Surprised, I took out my phone in front of him and indeed couldn't find him in my contacts.

It must have been Adam's doing again. Every so often, some male contacts would mysteriously disappear from my SnapChat. I used to think it was cute that he got jealous, but now I just found it pathetic.

I didn't know how to explain to Jack, so I just added him back.

He looked at the blue patch covering half my face with concern and asked, "What happened?"

"I went to the hospital to check. They said it might be a hidden genetic disease in the family with no treatment. I wanted to see if cosmetic surgery could remove these blue spots."

He looked shocked when he heard my explanation. "That's impossible!"

"Lily, which quack doctor did you see? This kind of blue patch is caused by pigment deposition. If it were genetic, you would have had symptoms since childhood!"

"If it appeared later in life, there are only two possibilities - either you applied something to your face, or it was caused by hormonal drugs."

Jack's words hit me like a bolt of lightning. I had never considered this possibility.

The doctor who examined me wasn't some quack - I had gone to the most famous hospital in the city.

It was impossible for the hospital to misdiagnose. There was only one possibility left.

Adam had lied to me and forged my test results!

All this time, I had become fragile and insecure because of my imperfect face. Adam saw it all, yet he still deceived me. Why on earth would he do that?!

Jack noticed my expression change and thought I was worried about the spots on my face.

"Lily, don't worry. I learned about relevant treatments abroad. Apart from the high cost, this type of blue patch is not difficult to treat at all."

His words comforted me. With my family background, any problem that could be solved with money was no longer a problem for me.

While I was delighted that my face could be restored, I was also furious and confused about Adam's long-standing deception.

I had to get to the bottom of this!

7

Jack specially ordered a spot removal device from the UK for me, specifically to treat my condition.

I didn't understand how he, as a newly hired doctor, had so much influence.

He gave me a playful look with his insufferable expression.

"You dare disobey the young master's orders?"

Oh, so this cosmetic surgery clinic was also one of the Song family's businesses. Their reach was truly extensive.

I underwent treatment with Jack for nearly half a month. During this time, I took leave from school. Every day after treatment, Jack would drive me home and stay for dinner.

He had always loved my mom's cooking since we were kids. Even when his own mother called to ask him to come home for dinner, it was useless.

Over time, both our families got used to it. Whenever they saw Jack, my family would just set an extra place at the table.

"Look in the mirror. Don't eat anything weird again, especially those diet pills online. They're unreliable. That's how you messed up your face in the first place."

I ignored Jack's nagging and happily examined myself in the mirror. My fair, flawless face was finally back!

"Let's go, Miss Lily. I'll drive you back to school."

"Don't you have to work?"

"Have you ever seen a young master who needs to clock in on time?"

Jack opened the door of his Mercedes G-Wagon for me, putting on his flashy gold-rimmed sunglasses. He drove me ostentatiously through the university gates.

Along the way, he chattered on about many interesting stories from his time in the UK, but I wasn't really listening. I turned my head to look at the familiar campus, feeling like my lost confidence was slowly being restored.

As we passed by the teaching building, I saw Adam and Chloe.

Jack asked, "Isn't that your boyfriend? I saw photos of you two on your Ins. Why is he holding hands with another girl?"

I coldly replied: "We broke up long ago."

Jack sensed my displeasure, but his expression remained cheerful. He teasingly said:

"Someone really had such bad taste? Does that mean I have a chance now? Goddess, may I have the honor of being your devoted admirer? I'll even settle for being your backup."

I smacked the back of his head in annoyance. He had always been so frivolous since we were young.

As we drove past Adam, Jack deliberately slowed down.

Adam saw me in the passenger seat and his face instantly turned pale. Disregarding the danger, he rushed over and blocked the car.

I rolled down the window and saw his disgusting face.

"Lily?! Why are you in this playboy's car? He clearly has bad intentions!"

"This type of guy has slept with countless women. He probably has some STD. How can you be so careless?"

"Your...your face?"

Adam was about to say more but choked on his words when he saw my perfectly restored face.

Chloe came over to pull him away and was also startled by my flawless complexion. Especially when she saw Jack sitting beside me, her eyes were practically shooting fire with jealousy.

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"Chloe, control your gaze. The guy next to me is way out of your league," I said deliberately to irritate her.

"Besides, his family background doesn't match yours. You're better suited for a poor nobody like Adam."