Adam scoffs, hand grabbing his woman's waist, 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 Adam because he was poor. Who wants to have a future with a pizza delivery boy, after all?

But, look at him now: A Billionaire

"Gold digger." He hisses, pulling out a $100K check for a tip. "Come."

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