If anything, the biggest oversight was my ex being a wealthy heir.
I thought, Is he that good at hiding his true self, or am I just that gullible?
For three years, he's used me for everything—food, drink, you name it. The more I think about it, the angrier I become. So he was afraid I'd cling to him once I found out his real identity, huh? Well, Liam, you'd better watch out!
The next morning, I deliberately styled my makeup to look a bit haggard and then headed to the Moore Group headquarters.
With a composed demeanor, I approached the reception desk. "Hello, I'd like to see Mr. Moore."
The charming young lady at the desk asked formally, "Do you have an appointment, miss?"
I immediately handed her my business card. "It was a verbal agreement. I don't suppose Mr. Moore remembers?" I said, glancing down at the card with a hint of a smirk. "I'm Cecilia, a reporter for the Very News."
The young lady sized me up and down politely for a moment before saying, "Please wait a moment."