Oops, You Dumped A Billionaire - Chapter 1: Chapter 1
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My boyfriend dreamed of stardom, so I pulled some strings behind the scenes to launch his career. And how did he repay me? By screwing around with a producer ten years his senior. When I called him out, he brushed me off like yesterday's news.
"Give it a rest," he snapped, irritation dripping from every word. "Did you actually think I'd marry you? Those years together? Just fun and games."
He tossed a check on the table. "Here's compensation for your wasted time. Take it and get lost."
The producer beside him curled her lip in a sneer. "A nobody like you could never understand this world. Kieran's meant for greatness—adored by millions. You two live in different universes now. Do yourself a favor: cash that check and disappear."
I stared, speechless at their audacity.
A superstar? A powerhouse producer? Little did they know—one phone call from me could vaporize their careers.
For seven days, radio silence. Calls ignored. Texts left on read. Kieran had mumbled something about location shooting and bad reception. At first, I bought it. Then the headlines started—another actor nearly trafficked overseas. My fingers hovered over my contacts list when he finally waltzed back in.
His first words hit like a bucket of Arctic water—freezing my veins, locking my joints.
"Come again?" My voice sounded distant, like someone else's.
He exhaled through his nose. "We're done. Here's money for your trouble. My career's blowing up—I can't risk paparazzi snapping us together." A flimsy $1,000 check fluttered onto the coffee table as he marched past to pack.
Me. Dumped. The Bancroft heiress, discarded like last season's handbag. I gripped the doorframe, watching him stuff designer shirts into a suitcase.
"This... this is a birthday prank, right?" The tremor in my voice betrayed me.
"Dead serious." He didn't even glance up.
"Think about it, Lila—this helps us both. No more hiding. My fanbase? Mostly women. If they find out about you? Could get ugly. I'm protecting you."
My nails bit into my palms. "Bullshit. Last week you promised we'd go public after your movie premiere. What changed in five days?"
Kieran slammed a drawer. "Jesus, why can't you take a hint?"
"Give it a rest," he snapped, irritation dripping from every word. "Did you actually think I'd marry you? Those years together? Just fun and games."
He tossed a check on the table. "Here's compensation for your wasted time. Take it and get lost."
The producer beside him curled her lip in a sneer. "A nobody like you could never understand this world. Kieran's meant for greatness—adored by millions. You two live in different universes now. Do yourself a favor: cash that check and disappear."
I stared, speechless at their audacity.
A superstar? A powerhouse producer? Little did they know—one phone call from me could vaporize their careers.
For seven days, radio silence. Calls ignored. Texts left on read. Kieran had mumbled something about location shooting and bad reception. At first, I bought it. Then the headlines started—another actor nearly trafficked overseas. My fingers hovered over my contacts list when he finally waltzed back in.
His first words hit like a bucket of Arctic water—freezing my veins, locking my joints.
"Come again?" My voice sounded distant, like someone else's.
He exhaled through his nose. "We're done. Here's money for your trouble. My career's blowing up—I can't risk paparazzi snapping us together." A flimsy $1,000 check fluttered onto the coffee table as he marched past to pack.
Me. Dumped. The Bancroft heiress, discarded like last season's handbag. I gripped the doorframe, watching him stuff designer shirts into a suitcase.
"This... this is a birthday prank, right?" The tremor in my voice betrayed me.
"Dead serious." He didn't even glance up.
"Think about it, Lila—this helps us both. No more hiding. My fanbase? Mostly women. If they find out about you? Could get ugly. I'm protecting you."
My nails bit into my palms. "Bullshit. Last week you promised we'd go public after your movie premiere. What changed in five days?"
Kieran slammed a drawer. "Jesus, why can't you take a hint?"
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