After the "simp contract" expired, I left without hesitation, my crush to have a complete meltdown.

I'm a professional devoted admirer, paid to do a job - catering to clients' every whim.

A billionaire offered me $1.3 million to fawn over his son for three years.

I endured humiliation and hardship, finally reaching the end of my contract. I was ready to stop the adoration.

Little did I know, my "idol" would be the one to break down.

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"Valerie Lewis, you have ten minutes to come pick me up. Be late, and I'll block you everywhere!"

It was half past midnight, and I had just fallen asleep when I received Alexander Sinclair's urgent call.