Broke? I'm Sitting on a 100‑Million Contract

Gianna trembled with anger at my arrogance. Without another word, she pulled out her phone and made a call. She shot me a smug glance as she complained, "Darling, someone is bullying me. She even deliberately smashed the token of love you gave me.

"Come to the coffee shop with backup right now!"

A voice I knew all too well came from the other end, "Who has the nerve to cause trouble in your shop? Didn't you tell her who I am?"

"I did, but this bitch said you wouldn't dare lay a finger on her even if you showed up," Gianna answered.

Levi let out a cold laugh over the phone. "There's no one in all of Westford I wouldn't dare lay a hand on. Wait for me—I'll be there shortly."

After hanging up, Gianna snorted at me haughtily. "My husband is on his way. Let's see how long your attitude lasts."

I watched her act so arrogantly and suddenly said, "Why don't we make a bet? Let's see if your 'husband' helps you teach me a lesson or kneels before me to beg for forgiveness once he arrives."

Gianna and Jeff burst into sharp, mocking laughter. Gianna said, "Kneel in front of you and beg for forgiveness? You've lost your mind."

Once the laughter died down, Gianna agreed without hesitation, "Fine. If you lose, you'll have to pay me three million dollars for the cup. You'll also have to kneel at the coffee shop entrance, slapping your face while admitting you're a pauper who can't appreciate fancy coffee. So? Do you have the guts?"

I shrugged. "And if you lose?"

Gianna spoke with total confidence, "If I lose, I'll streak through the streets naked, admitting that I brewed my coffee with cheap instant powder."

I nodded with satisfaction.

Just as I was about to sit and wait for Levi, Jeff suddenly snatched my backpack. He turned it upside down, and everything inside spilled onto the floor with a clatter. My designer luxury sunglasses fell out and got crushed underfoot.

My expression darkened instantly. "What are you doing?"

Jeff spoke as if he was completely in the right, "I'm checking if you can actually pay the three million dollars. What if you try to back out on the bill later?"

My limited-edition, co-branded collectible dolls—the kind that money alone couldn't buy—fell to the ground, and Jeff carelessly trampled them. Finally, a contract worth hundreds of millions of dollars dropped to the floor. My expression shifted instantly as I leaned over to pick up the contract.

Gianna had been watching my face the entire time. Seeing my reaction, she stepped on the papers before I could reach them.

I stared at her coldly. "You should probably read what that contract actually says before you decide to keep acting like an idiot."

Jeff bent down to pick up the contract, and his face instantly turned pale with shock. "Gianna, this looks like a contract from your dad's company."

Gianna's brows twitched, and she quickly took the contract from him. The nine-figure sum struck them both at once. They caught their breath, visibly startled.

After the shock passed, Gianna's expression turned grim. She rushed forward, raising her hand to slap me.

I caught her wrist and shoved her hard to the floor. "I'm not someone you can afford to mess with. You'd better think straight."

Gianna glared at me with fury. "What are you so smug about? You're nothing but my dad's mistress. No wonder you have the nerve to act so bold in front of me. Do you really think you can sleep your way into being my stepmother with that used-up body of yours?"

I frowned. "Mistress? Stepmother? What are you talking about?"

"Stop pretending," Gianna said. "Your underwear was left in my dad's car. This is a contract worth over one hundred million dollars. If nothing was going on between you two, there's no way he'd let a newcomer like you handle it.

"He told me this morning that he was going to sign a very important contract. It turns out he was doing this to boost the numbers for a homewrecker like you."

Gianna's voice was so loud that it drew the attention of passersby. Hearing words like "mistress" and "homewrecker", the crowd grew interested and gathered around the entrance.

After hearing Gianna out, they began cheering her on.

"Hit the mistress! Beat this homewrecker to death for stealing another woman's man!"

Gianna's eyes turned vicious as she signaled Jeff. "Grab this bitch. I'm going to teach her a lesson today."