My girlfriend and I were on a road trip when we crashed into a billionaire's Maybach.
The billionaire got out of his car, smiled at us, and kindly asked if we were hurt. He even said we didn't need to pay for damages.
My girlfriend mistakenly thought the billionaire had fallen in love with her at first sight.
On the day I proposed to my girlfriend, she publicly rejected me and ran to the bathroom to call her best friend:
"Why do they both have the last name Morrow? Garrison is so poor, but Fintan is a billionaire!"
"The fortune teller said my soulmate's last name is Morrow. If that's the case, why can't it be the billionaire Fintan?"
"That Maybach owner is the billionaire Fintan. He must have fallen for me. I won't say yes to Garrison!"
I smirked and turned to leave.
She didn't know that the billionaire was none other than my biological father.