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The Betrayed Girlfriend's Secret Million Dollar Comeback

The Betrayed Girlfriend's Secret Million Dollar Comeback

Author: Qing Jiu
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 776    |    Released on: Today at 18:57

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suit of the Cosa Nostra family's most fea

as a top-tier enforcer for a mob family, making gangs

shing. Every night, he would return to our room with his ri

me. On the night my mother swallowed pills and ended her life, h

e in a dangerous game, forcing us to live in an unheated

lieved his lies w

the surface. I fished it out, wiped away

ent ring from a private jeweler. Tota

swelled in my chest, as if our years o

ell on the client i

luxury apartment in Manhatt

sed the suit back into the water a

the desk-the one he claimed was onl

d taught me not only the techniques of restoring oi

I cracked the password and

thousand dollars; meanwhile, in the kitchen,

ese two images was absu

ars a month at all. From the illegal deals he managed for h

rayal: forty thousand dollars was transferred to an account under Mia's nam

d silence, and it was nothing more than the col

door lock clicked, and I sat a

om the hallway, carrying the scent of sta

ugh hand and casually brushe

dark like a ghost?" his de

ity bill to pay rent," I

the kitchen, heated up the watery porridg

aby, and stop wor

n porridge, feeling

for custom jewelry

cond, but he quickly regained his composure: "That was an erra

" I stared at him without blinking. "Sixty-eight thousand dollar

laugh and pushed the bowl of

y. "Just be patient a little longer, and one da

ingless hum, drowned out by the number echoing co

table and replied to a message. The pale l

lock screen. The sender was marked only w

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The Betrayed Girlfriend's Secret Million Dollar Comeback
“For eight years, I lived in a freezing, unheated apartment, washing the bloodstains out of my mob enforcer boyfriend's suits every day. He strictly gave me two thousand dollars a month, saying we had to live frugally and save up enough money to escape this dark world. But when I was washing his clothes, I found a receipt for a custom engagement ring worth sixty-eight thousand dollars. That ring wasn't for me, but for his secret lover, Mia. I cracked the password on his encrypted laptop and uncovered his three-year-long double life. He wasn't a bottom-tier thug struggling to survive in a dangerous game at all. He embezzled forty-eight thousand dollars from his mob boss's accounts every month to buy Mia diamonds, cars, and a luxury apartment in Manhattan. And meanwhile, I was drinking watery porridge just to save a little on the electricity bill. When I confronted him, he didn't show a single ounce of guilt, accusing me instead: "You're too heavy. Being around you suffocates me." He thought I was a pathetic parasite who couldn't survive without his protection. But what he didn't know was that I had already quietly earned over a million dollars through legitimate antique painting restoration work. I packed my bags. It was time to let the mob know who was really stealing their money.”