Samuel scoffs, hands grabbing your waists, a look of disdain on his face. He didn't expect to meet you, his ex, as the server in this VIP room of the prestigious nightclub.

You left Samuel because he was poor. Who wants to have a future with a pizza delivery boy, after all?

But, look at him now: a $100B net worth. Or more.

"Gold digger." He hisses, pulling out a $100K check for a tip. "Come. Pick it up with your mouth"

He waits for you to catch the money with your mouth.