My Own Driver Calls Me a Moocher

Casey was surrounded by a crowd of people.

"Casey, you're seriously so lucky. Your boyfriend is loaded!"

"Right? Not only is he rich, but he spoils you rotten. You mentioned wanting fries, and he ran out to buy them instantly."

"Don't forget about us once you become a rich lady!"

Casey's smile reached her ears as she soaked in the compliments. But just as she was about to speak, her eyes darted to the doorway and locked onto me.

Her smile vanished. Striding over in her high heels, she stopped right in front of me.

Without a single word, she struck me hard across the face. "You bitch! You actually tracked my boyfriend all the way here?"

The sudden blow left me momentarily stunned.

Her friends gasped, eyes wide. "Casey, what's going on?"

Casey pointed at me with pure disdain. "This is that car moocher I was telling you about! Hitching rides in Hayden's car wasn't enough for her. Now she's trying to crash his house, too."

I stared at her, utterly incredulous. "Who told you this house belongs to Hayden?"

Casey scoffed. "He did, obviously. You bitch. You're only after Hayden because he's a CEO, so you've been trying every possible way to seduce him, haven't you?

"Freeloading in his car every day to get him alone wasn't enough, so now you show up at his villa trying to sell yourself?

"Let me tell you something. Hayden said the only reason he drives you to work is that you're an employee at his company and he's taking the high road. Don't push your luck!"

So that was the story Hayden told her?

No wonder Casey had treated me like garbage.

In her head, Hayden was a wealthy CEO who drove a luxury car and owned a villa. Meanwhile, I was just some low-level employee working under him.

So Casey had always thought I was constantly mooching rides in Hayden's luxury car and even trying to seduce him.

This was completely absurd.

Casey turned back to her friends, raising her voice. "Do you guys know how shameless this bitch actually is? She glues herself to Hayden's car every single day. You can't even kick her out!

"I literally left a note telling her to stay out of his car, and she threw such a tantrum that she called the cops, claiming Hayden was abusing his employees.

"He had to start driving me to work extra early every morning just to protect the company's reputation, then double back to pick her up separately. I have never seen such a shameless whore in my entire life!"

My eyes widened.

So that was why Hayden had been running late every single day lately.

He was sneaking around, driving Casey to work first before coming back for me.

Such dedication.

Since he wanted to play me for a fool, he couldn't blame me for being ruthless.

I pulled out my phone right then and there and dialed the legal department. "Get a team over to my villa at Utopia Estates right now—"

Before I could finish, Casey snatched the phone out of my hand and smashed it onto the ground. "You crazy bitch, stop faking it! Your villa? This is Hayden's fucking house!"

Casey's friends chimed in, throwing sneers and insults my way.

"Wow, she really is shameless. She hasn't even bagged Hayden yet, and she's already claiming his villa is hers?"

"Some women are just pathetic. The second they see a guy with money, they're ready to spread their legs and beg. It's disgusting."

"Casey, you're way too nice. If I encountered a bitch like this, I would've ripped her mouth apart by now!"

Fueled by her friends' backing, Casey grew even bolder. She grabbed me by the collar. "Hear that? Everyone's calling you a pathetic bitch."