Chapter 1

I Accidentally Group Messaged My Hotel Room Number to My Seven Boyfriends

Right now, seven men are crowded at my hotel room door, glaring at each other furiously.

Some saw me as a replacement for their lost love. Others saw me as just another conquest.

The one thing they had in common? They each gave me $50,000 a month.

I was the plaything of six men.

For three months, they toyed with my feelings, humiliated my dignity, and exhausted my body.

And all I got out of it was a measly million dollars.

I was tired. I decided to pull one last con, then block them all and go back to my hometown to get married.

As I was packing my bags, boyfriend number one, Henry Thompson, messaged me saying his dad wanted to meet me.

He was being pressured by his family to get married and always used me as an excuse.

He'd use me and toss me aside, throwing money in my face, saying I shouldn't get any ideas - he'd never be with someone as low-class as me.

How charming. I loved guys like that.

Riding my bicycle, I arrived at the restaurant and saw our reserved table. I spotted him from behind.

Fully committing to the act, I snuck up behind him and gently hugged him.

I whispered in his ear: "Baby, I've missed you so much."

I even nibbled his earlobe for good measure.

The strong body in my arms shuddered.

"Lucy, I'm over here." A cold voice spoke from beside me. "The person you're hugging... is my dad..."

Now it was my turn to shudder.

Face blindness. I'd hugged the wrong person.

I quickly let go of his dad, apologizing profusely: "I'm so sorry sir! I didn't realize!"

His dad's ears were turning red as he tried to keep a straight face, but his eyes were unfocused: "It's... it's fine!"

I put on my most charming smile: "You look so young sir, exactly like Henry! I... I couldn't tell the difference..."

His dad was clearly flattered, fighting back a smile as he turned away: "R-really?"

I nodded vigorously: "Absolutely! Sitting next to Henry, you two could be brothers! Anyone would be confused!"

His dad couldn't hold back his grin anymore: "Young people these days are so flattering..."

Henry couldn't take it anymore and glared at me: "Shut up!"

I obediently closed my mouth and sat down next to him.

"Dad, this is my girlfriend, Lucy Evans," he said halfheartedly, taking my hand. "So please stop trying to set me up with other girls!"

His dad straightened his collar, instinctively blurting out: "She seems nice..."

But then he remembered his mission and put on a stern face: "She's not good enough for you!"

"Sir, we truly love each other," I said, gripping Henry's hand tightly. "I'll take good care of Henry for the rest of my life."

His dad pulled out a card from his Hermès bag and tossed it in front of me.

"$500,000. Leave my son!"

"Dad, Lucy would never leave me for a mere $500,000," Henry said confidently, glancing at me with a smirk. "She's madly in love with me. Even when I treat her like a dog, calling her whenever I want and tossing her aside, she still clings to me. How could $500,000 possibly..."

"I accept!"

I snatched up the card and tucked it away.

Then, facing Henry's murderous glare, I said seriously: "Henry, I know I'm not good enough for you. I've always felt insecure... You're always calling me poor, calling me low-class..."

Henry froze, his angry expression suddenly tinged with guilt. He hurriedly tried to explain: "I... I was just joking around. I've never actually looked down on you. I..."

I cut him off, wiping away nonexistent tears: "I know you're a good guy. Maybe we're just... not meant to be..."

I clutched the card in my pocket and slowly stood up: "Henry, I hope you find someone better... Goodbye."

He reached out, trying to grab me: "Don't go..."

If I didn't leave now, what if his dad changed his mind?

I ran out of there like a bat out of hell.