Chapter 1

My rich, bankrupt boyfriend disappeared for three months, and I went crazy searching the entire city for him.

I even took up a job as a delivery driver, just to roam the streets hoping to catch a glimpse of him.

One day, while running an errand to deliver a document, I saw him by chance. He was dressed in tailored designer wear, calmly bidding on an antique.

Thirty million dollars.

The woman next to him smiled sweetly, "As expected, Jack Stevens is always so generous."

He pinched her cheek affectionately.

Someone nearby chimed in, "Jack’s also got a soft heart. Not long ago, he finally cut ties with that small-town girl."

I shifted my gaze, and then... he saw me.

And everything descended into chaos.

"Twenty million."

"Twenty-three million."

The bidding war was intense, voices rising one after another.

I stood at the door, able to see everything clearly inside.

Soon, a young man in a suit rushed over, beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Good, I made it just in time."

Wearing my delivery uniform, I handed over the document with a smile.

"If you need something delivered, you can count on me for punctuality and speed."

I had marked this delivery as urgent, hoping to leave a good impression.

The young man glanced at me.

"Alright, come in for a drink of water, but remember, don’t disturb the big shots in there."

He led me carefully through a corridor beside the hall. As we passed by, I noticed a European-style window on the wall. It wasn’t fully closed, and I caught a glimpse inside.

A hand was raised, signaling something.

It was holding a red string.

The light hit it just right, creating a stark contrast.

I flinched, instinctively hiding behind the wall.

"Hey, what’s going on in there?" I asked with a forced smile, trying my best to look naive.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Rich people’s games."

Just as he said that, the auctioneer’s hammer came down.

"Thirty million! Congratulations, Mr. Stevens."

The young man sighed, "This Jack Stevens, don’t be fooled by his youth—he’s a big deal."

"All that for an heirloom necklace, and he just raised the price to thirty million like it was nothing."

I pretended not to hear, but my heart clenched tightly.

Jack Stevens?

Wasn’t he... bankrupt?