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My girlfriend Mabel Allen and I have been in love for three years, but she has abandoned me ninety-nine times for her assistant Atlas Jacqueline.
Until today, I booked the most expensive restaurant to propose to her, but she broke the appointment again.
I found Mabel, thinking she had some difficulties.
But I only saw Mabel snuggling in the arms of her assistant:
"Don't mention Brent Atticus to me, this good-for-nothing guy is just my plaything! Even his job was given by me. How could I marry him?"
I sneered, threw the engagement ring I bought into the trash can, and posted on Instagram: "Depressed. Anyone want to hang out? Limited time invitation."
Everyone thought I was just jealous and deliberately angered Mabel.
But I called my richest father who I hadn't contacted for three years and solemnly said:
"I'm sorry, father, I am willing to go back to inherit the family business and marry Miss Raymond."

The Heir's 99 Heartbreaks, A Playboy's Redemption

"Honestly, I've been so caught up in wedding preparations that I haven't had a chance to envy anyone," I admitted to Sallie.


We'd only met a few times, but I'd found Sallie, who was around my age, to be modest, composed, and empathetic. She exuded a sense of poise and refinement that was entirely unlike Mabel.


At that moment, we were in an upscale bridal boutique. Sallie stood before me, looking stunning in a spotless white dress and sparkling glass shoes, bathed in soft light. It was a breathtaking sight.


Captivated, I murmured, "Absolutely gorgeous."


Sallie detected a slight pause in my voice. "What good is being gorgeous," she remarked with a touch of resentment, "if someone vanishes for three years without a trace?"


Three years prior, when Jaden first mentioned the family's arranged marriage plans for me, I'd fled overnight, cutting off all family contact. I hadn't even known what Sallie looked like then.


Chapter 7