Part 1The Billionaire's Bet and the Barista

I picked up a beautiful man.

I lived frugally, just to buy him a five-figure watch because he said he liked it.

But one day, I saw him casually toss the watch into a lake while talking nonchalantly on the phone:

"It was just for fun. I didn't expect her to be so gullible.

"Let's make another bet. A ten-thousand-dollar leather bag. Let's see if she'll buy it."

Later, I decided I didn't want him anymore.

But everyone said the heir to the Sterling family had gone mad, searching the entire lake just to find a broken watch.

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It was very late by the time I finished my part-time job and got home.

As soon as I opened the door, I was pulled into a warm embrace.

"You're back."

Julian buried his face in my neck, nuzzling me: "I missed you so much."

I blushed: "The coffee shop was really busy today... I accidentally worked late. Have you eaten?"

He blinked his eyes: "No, I was waiting for you."

I had picked Julian up off the street.

The day I found him, it was pouring rain. He was crouching outside the coffee shop, soaking wet, like an abandoned puppy.

"Audrey, look at that guy. He's been sitting there for days."

My coworker pointed at him: "He looks so pitiful. Should we let him come inside and sit?"

But the coffee shop was about to close.

I thought for a moment, poured a steaming cup of coffee, pushed the door open, went outside, and crouched in front of him.

"Hello."

That was the first thing I said to him.

"It's cold out. Have a cup of coffee."

Julian looked up, and I realized he was incredibly good-looking.

Too good-looking to look like someone who would be homeless on the streets.

"Thank you."

But he blinked, his expression innocent: "I seem... to have forgotten who I am. Can you take me home?"

At that time, I was deceived by his appearance.

I actually took him home.