The ATM Billionaire

Summary

At a party, my fiancée Ava’s ex lost a stupid game. His penalty: pick someone of the opposite sex to act out their “wedding night.”

Everyone watched as he walked straight to Ava. “Ava,” he said with fake sincerity, “I heard you’re getting engaged. Let me have one last perfect memory with you. Please?”

Ava’s eyes softened—that lovesick look I hated—and she began to stand.

I tossed the engagement ring onto the table. It clattered, silencing the room.

“Choose carefully,” I said, my voice low. “Him, or the entire Chen family fortune.”