The Billionaire's Substitute Wife

Summary

Before the SATs, the tech billionaire heir was dumped by the school’s Prom Queen in the harshest way possible.

I was sitting nearby, gnawing on dry ramen, and leaned in toward him while he stared blankly at his textbooks.

"I look like her. Want to date me instead to make her jealous?"

He was silent for a moment, then handed me the bouquet of roses meant for her.

I took his money with a clear conscience. I demanded a hundred thousand a month.

He didn't say a word. He wired me two hundred thousand.