Whenever Sebastian fights with his first love, he buys me bags, shoes, and bracelets. I accept them happily. After all, I was specifically hired to make his first love jealous. Eventually, I became financially independent and happily became the sugar mommy to a young, aspiring idol. Then Sebastian told me, "Actually, you're better. Let's start a sweet, healthy relationship for real!" Huh? But what about my puppy dog idol? 1 When Vanessa returned to the States, everyone thought Sebastian would dump me. After all, Vanessa was his true first love. I was just the replacement. "She's only made money because her eyes look a bit like Vanessa's." That's how people described me. When Sebastian heard this, he didn't say anything. Instead, he quietly pulled strings behind the scenes, drowning the gossiper in debt until they went bankrupt. Yes. Sebastian didn't dump me. He treated me even better. New designer bags arrived one after another. Necklaces upgraded from regular diamonds to rare pink diamonds auctioned for astronomical prices. Besides that. My bank account would randomly receive transfers of hundreds of thousands of dollars. From Sebastian. Labeled: Voluntary Gift. Rumors started circulating in our circle that I, the substitute, had finally made it. That I was going to be the official Mrs. Sterling. Until I bumped into Vanessa. "You're the girl Sebastian is keeping on the side? Jane?" She looked me up and down carelessly. "You do look a little like me." In her eyes. Disdain, contempt, arrogance. "Sebastian hasn't touched you in a long time, has he?" She whispered in my ear, "Every time we fight, he runs off to spend money on you." That's right. Buying me gifts, sending me money. All of it was just to piss off Vanessa. She was Sebastian's "the one that got away." Years ago, she dumped Sebastian for her career and went abroad to study, leaving without a backward glance. Until Sebastian became successful. Then she came back. People said she didn't do well overseas, so now she was running back with her tail between her legs. Everyone knew what she was after. But clearly, Sebastian didn't care about her motives. "Do you know?" "Every time he spends money on you." Vanessa smiled, her tone suggestive. "The angrier I get, the harder we go at it when we make up." 2 I knew she came specifically to tell me this today. To embarrass me. To make me realize my place and leave on my own. After all, the original was back. What business did the replacement have staying in the nest? But I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. Her relationship with Sebastian was ancient history. And Sebastian hadn't broken up with me yet. Lately, they had a small fight every two days and a big fight every three. A few more fights, and the balance in my account could buy a penthouse in Manhattan outright. Besides. I recently set my sights on a little puppy dog. He's poor but dreams of going from D-list to A-list. I plan to sponsor him. I need the money. 3 Everyone thought I was desperately in love with Sebastian. But actually, I couldn't even remember his face. I was born face blind. Most of the time, I had to rely on voices to distinguish people. "What are you thinking about so deeply?" Sebastian leaned against the doorframe, looking down at me. Eyes were eyes, a nose was a nose. He wasn't ugly. But as soon as I looked away. I forgot what he looked like completely. Meeting his gaze, I smiled, my tone relaxed. "Thinking about what my life would be like if I hadn't met you." Thinking back now, without Sebastian. My life would have been hard. Since I can remember, my dad drank, and my mom gambled. When I was seventeen, after racking up huge debts, they came up with a plan. A fifty-year-old widower in the next town was offering a high price for a wife. That money would cover their debts perfectly. Since I was face blind anyway. Even if the widower had a face full of acne, a pig nose, and yellow buckteeth. I'd forget what he looked like as soon as I turned around. Heartless and lungless, I'd fit right in. But unexpectedly. The Sterling Group planned to acquire our town and turn it into a resort. Sebastian came to negotiate the acquisition. He just happened to glance at me. Buying land turned into buying me. Even now, when bringing this up. Sebastian still couldn't hide the anger in his eyes. "Your parents were too much." He pressed his thin lips together, hugging me tight, and sighed. "Jane, if only I had met you sooner." 4 Sebastian always said this— Meeting me sooner would have saved me a lot of suffering. At first, I was dizzy from such sweet words. I really thought Sebastian liked me that much. But then one time. I saw a photo in the wallet he never let out of his sight. To be precise, it was an ID photo. Two inches, white background. The girl in the photo looked young, smiling brightly. Because of my face blindness, I shouldn't have been able to recognize her. But the girl's eyes and brows. Looked seventy percent like mine. That day, I finally understood that there's no such thing as a free lunch. I could be a toy, I could be a boredom-relieving substitute. But I could never be the one in Sebastian's heart. My dignity screamed at me to break up. But my brain told me that compared to the assets and lifestyle Sebastian provided. My dignity was worthless. Was I sad? Actually, a little bit. But soon, I realized. If it had been someone else being sold that day, would Sebastian have saved them? Yes. Actually, he didn't care if he saved Jane, Mary, or Sue. He just couldn't bear to see a girl who looked somewhat like his first love fall into such a situation. If Sebastian didn't find me, he would have found someone else— So I might as well earn this money. I needed money. I liked money. And obedient, docile, sweet-talking. I could act out all the things he liked.
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