NewEraCulture

A high-society romance where pretense turned into reality.
 
Van, the heir to a top-tier fortune and a regular on the front page of the Wall Street Journal, had been mocked for being perpetually single, with even rumors swirling about his "dysfunction."
 
Winnie, a Hollywood superstar desperate to escape her constant barrage of scandals, encountered this billionaire worth tens of billions. To her surprise, Van presented her with an unexpected proposal:
 
"Pretend to date me for a year. You won't have to do anything else. I'll pay you $100 million after taxes."
 
She planned to laugh it off but couldn't ignore the man's chiseled features—the way his shadowed face was lit up as he casually raised an eyebrow and lit a cigarette in the glow of firelight, his voice steady and laced with danger.
 
She remembered their first meeting in a torrential downpour—the man reclining in a silver Maybach, eyes half-closed, exuding charm yet utterly unattainable. She also remembered later, when everyone had believed him to be unshakable and untouchable, he had appeared alone, worn and weary, at her remote desert film set, quietly asking:
 
"Do you really have to shoot this kiss scene?"
 
Behind this contract lay something far deeper than money—a fixation, a love that had turned real, or perhaps an irresistible force neither of them had recognized.
 
$100 million had set the stage for a high-stakes battle of love and hate that would ultimately unravel.

A Love Confession from Las Vegas

With a light smile, Winnie stood up to greet the familiar film producers in the room.


At the end of the red carpet, a man in a black suit walked steadily toward the cameras. His simple outfit was only complemented by an understated silver wristwatch on his arm and similarly discreet glasses perched on his nose. When signing his name, he hesitated for a moment; the pen paused briefly before he smoothly wrote "Kim." Before the marker was passed back to the hostess, he nodded gently, and the words "Thank you" escaped his lips. His deep voice and composed manner, though aloof, made those around him instinctively blush.


The host, a seasoned presenter from the movie channel, wore a dignified smile and asked, "Kim is here today as a representative of MARS Real Estate. Could you share with us which nominated films tonight you are particularly fond of?"


Chapter 121