My fiancée's card made me a nasty money-worshipper — Novel

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In a world where love and money collide, Alexander Sterling finds himself at the center of a scandal that could shatter his future. Engaged to the powerful Vivian Crawford, he never expected that a simple act of using her credit card would ignite a tempest of accusations and public humiliation. With whispers of betrayal echoing through the office and beyond, can Alexander prove his innocence before he loses everything?

As Vivian’s beauty and ambition draw the admiration of her colleagues, Alexander becomes the target of their disdain, branded a money-worshipper and a fraud. When she confronts him, fury and heartbreak intertwine, while the stakes rise higher than he ever imagined. What happens when the girl who once adored him now believes he’s nothing more than a gold digger?

With their engagement hanging by a thread and the world watching, Alexander must navigate a treacherous path filled with deception, ambition, and the remnants of a love that feels increasingly out of reach. Will he reclaim his honor and win back Vivian’s heart, or will their relationship be engulfed by the flames of betrayal?

My fiancée's card made me a nasty money-worshipperChapter 1

When I graduated from college, the president's fiancée held a grand engagement party for me and also issued me a secondary card that I could use as I pleased.

I decided not to touch this card.

She got angry:

"Vivian, you will be my husband from now on. The money I earn is your money. Just spend it as much as you want. If you don't spend my money, does that mean you don't love me anymore? Or do you want to break up with me?"

She begged me with bloodshot eyes to spend her money, otherwise she would not be able to sleep or eat.

I just ordered two FoodDash meals just for fun.

But when I wanted to buy her a luxurious loving lunch, the waiter told me that the card was maxed out.

I sent her a message to confirm the credit limit, and found out that it was a secondary card with a credit limit of 500,000.

I was afraid that she was a forgetful person and would forget that she had swiped the card, so I didn't mention it.

Just wait until the credit limit is restored next month, and then give her some money.

Unexpectedly, she came to my workstation with a bunch of bills and started to scold me: