Chapter 2The Fake Heiress

Before Lucas confessed, he had frequently appeared in my world, "accidentally" encountering me for a long time.

On the very first day I came to this big company as an intern.

Countless people were gossiping:

"Heard that the only daughter of our company's CEO also hid her identity and came to the grassroots level for internship."

"Don't know which one is the wealthy heiress, actually coming to do the hardest and most tiring work."

"The CEO's surname is Ginger. Could it be... Willow Ginger in our office?"

After these words were spoken, all probing eyes fell on me.

I was covered in luxury brands.

Youthful, beautiful.

Out of place compared to the plainly dressed girls in the same office.

I lifted my eyelids lazily, completely ignoring everyone's gaze.

Instead, I took out a compact mirror, carefully touching up my lipstick while saying vigilantly:

"I promised my dad not to tell anyone about my family situation."

This sentence was ambiguous.

But more likely to arouse speculation from others.

Everyone assumed by default that I was the heiress of the Ginger family.

Only Mia sneered, saying indifferently:

"Fake can't be real."

"Some people, be careful not to overact."

Everyone thought this was jealousy; no one cared.

But from that day on.

I started frequently bumping into her childhood sweetheart.

Lucas Thorne.