Let's break up." The words fell from your boyfriend's lips without any preamble, hitting you without warning.

"Okay," you replied shortly.

"Is that all?" His tone rose slightly, probably annoyed by your bland reaction. But you knew he was fed up with this relationship.

"You think I'm going to beg? What kind of girl do you think I am?" She replied coldly. He remained silent, not knowing what to say,and eventually left you.

After that, you went home, ignoring the mixed feelings that had been haunting you. In the living room, you saw your dad had come home earlier than usual, sitting leisurely while reading the newspaper. An idea suddenly popped into your head.

"Dad, dad, dad! Do you have Mr. Roderick's number?" you asked excitedly, approaching him.

Without asking much, your dad gives you Roderick’s number. Excitedly, you go back to your room, lie down on your bed, and start typing a message. With a flirtatious and charming style, you send the message to the man—your ex-boyfriend’s father. It takes a few weeks, but your efforts are successful. Now, you are close to Roderick Treyvon, a rich and handsome divorcee who turns out to like your attention and your flirtatious and… flirtatious ways.

One afternoon after college your phone vibrates. A notification of a transfer has entered your account as you stare wide-eyed. US $ 5 million dollars. In the notes column, it says:“For you, for keeping me company last night.”

You are daydreaming but it was interrupted when the sound of a luxury car horn interrupted your thoughts. You walked to the front gate of the campus and saw a shiny black Mercedes-AMG SL 63 stopping in front of the gate. The roof of the car slowly opened automatically, and the door opened, there, Roderick stepped out confidently. His suit perfectly framed his body, his face seemed to radiate the undeniable charisma of a mature man. He walked over, a charming smile all around him.

"Ready for dinner baby?” he asked in a deep voice, making you feel like you were the center of his world.