Chapter 3The Fake Heiress

When entering the company, I would meet him waiting by the elevator, enthusiastically inviting me to go up together.

In the company gym, every time I passed by, I could see him shirtless, revealing hard eight-pack abs, steadily lifting equipment over his head.

Then, meeting my appreciative gaze, pretending to be unbearably hot, unscrewing a bottle of mineral water and pouring it over his head.

Jawline clearly visible.

Transparent water meandering down the lines of his abs.

The sunset glow through the window wrapped around the hormones about to explode from him.

With beauty in front, I just glanced sideways, unsurprised, and walked away gracefully in my stilettos.

Leaving behind a disappointed look until it disappeared.

Wealthy heiresses are knowledgeable and have seen countless people. How could they stop for a crooked neck tree?

The encounters lasted for two months. Lucas finally couldn't bear the relationship without any progress and chose to burn his boats, actively confessing to me.

Amid the male lead's increasingly anxious expression, I revealed a meaningful smile:

"Being someone's boyfriend, is it just giving a fake bracelet?"