Chapter 1The Fake Heiress

I'm a gold digger, through and through.

My Instagram is filled with photos of high-end afternoon teas I split the cost for, each shot carefully angled to look perfect in a grid.

Hanging on my arm are high-quality replica designer bags, a different one every week.

I wrapped myself in the sweet candy of vanity, earning envious glances from everyone around.

Until the third month of my flaunting wealth.

Suddenly, countless comments started scrolling across the sky:

【The plot is starting. The male lead is about to confess to the gold-digging supporting female character.】

【Laughing to death. The supporting female really thinks the male lead likes her. Actually, he's only approaching her to expose her vain, gold-digging true colors.】

【The supporting female's mom sells crepes on the street, yet she pretends to be a wealthy heiress all day.】

【The male lead will always belong to our female lead baby. Childhood sweethearts, no one can tear them apart.】

The comments just finished flashing.

A large, well-defined hand suddenly extended in front of me, holding an exquisite jewelry box.

Inside was a Louis Vuitton bracelet shimmering with fine light.

Lucas Thorne leaned in with his handsome face, confessing to me affectionately:

"Willow, can I be your boyfriend?"

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The comments started scrolling crazily again.

【Game start~ The supporting female must think the male lead has fallen for her, smug that another simp has taken the bait. Little does she know, she is the prey in the male lead's hands.】

【Gold diggers only deserve to meet male leads who slap them in the face hard.】

【Haha, this bracelet is fake. The supporting female doesn't know quality and is happily accepting it.】

【The male and female leads have been childhood sweethearts for over ten years. The male lead has perfect morals and will never fall in love with any other girl.】

I lowered my eyes and glanced at the bracelet hooked on my finger.

The workmanship was fine. At a rough glance, it looked no different from the authentic product at the counter.

But holding it in hand, one could spot the subtle differences in the diamond setting.

High-quality replica.

Worth a few hundred bucks at most.

In the company, Mia Stone, who had always been against me, hid behind her computer, covering her mouth and snickering.

Her eyes glanced at me from time to time.

She was the female lead mentioned in the comments.

And also Lucas Thorne's childhood sweetheart.

The comments said this confession was an exposure game they planned privately.

Just to completely lift the veil of me, the gold digger.

To make me a laughingstock in everyone's eyes.

Seeing no reaction from me, Lucas suppressed the impatience on his face and spoke again with love:

"Willow Ginger, I noticed you from the first day you joined."

"You are bright, sunny, full of endless vitality and passion."

"So, will you be my girlfriend?"