My Girlfriend's Childhood Friend Tried to Scare Rebels With Our Passports When We were Trapped Abroad

Before, everyone had only guessed. But after they heard us talking, those people ran forward to grab me as they started to flatter Otto.

"No wonder I felt Otto was special the moment I saw him. It turns out that he’s the future CEO of the Blackmoore Corporation!"

"Even though Otto stays low-key, you can’t hide such a strong charisma. He’s really not an ordinary man!"

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When I saw Otto’s proud face, anger rushed through me.

"How can he be called the future CEO of Blackmoore Corporation? I’m the real one-ah!"

Before I could even finish, Otto pressed his foot down hard on my neck.

He leaned close to my ear, his voice low and threatening.

"James, use your brain! If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll kill you."

"There’s already a war here. I’ll just say the rebels killed you. Nobody will question it."

When I looked into his cruel eyes, I knew Otto really could do it. And judging by the way everyone now looked at him, they would probably side with him, too. For the sake of living, I could only stay silent.

Only when I stopped struggling did Otto finally lift his foot from my neck. He grabbed my watch, shook it proudly in his hand and looked around at the group.

"Everyone, let’s go! I’ll treat you to a good meal."

"This watch can buy several whole roasted lambs from the people here."

Under Otto’s shout, the crowd followed him. Then, they left me lying alone on the cold, hard ground. Meanwhile, Yvette walked over. Her face was full of disgust as she pulled me to get up.

"I’m ashamed of being a girlfriend to someone like you. You’re stingy, fake and you even dare to say you’re the future CEO of the Blackmoore Family. What a joke!"

I pushed away her hand, forced myself to stand and looked at her coldly.

"Yvette, let’s end our relationship here. Besides, you’ve got no interest in me at all."

"What nonsense are you talking about? They just wanted some food. Who told you to be so selfish and unwilling to share?"

"You’re breaking up with me just after saying a few words? Are you done acting up?"

Was I really acting up? I had almost been choked to death. Instead of helping me, Yvette had stood with the one who hurt me instead. I ended up heartbroken, so I broke up with her. However, she still said I was just playing around.

It turned out that the old saying was right. When you were with someone who didn’t hold you in their heart, all your feelings and actions were nothing but nonsense.

"Yvette, we’re not the same type of people. Breaking up is the best choice."

Both Yvette and I were once envied by others a long time ago. In the past, I faced a drunken thug with a knife. She stood in front of me bravely, scolding him and taking a strike meant to kill.

Another time, I was in a drinking contest with my sworn enemy. Yvette helped me by drinking eighteen cups in my place, letting me win. However, she drank so much that she bled from her stomach.

But all of that ended the moment Otto appeared.

After Otto returned, Yvette’s eyes no longer rested on me. I heard that they had all grown up in the slums together, facing hardships side by side. In fact, Otto had even once saved Yvette’s life. They had been together before, but their relationship ended when Otto went to the Middle East to find work.

A year ago, Otto returned to the US out of nowhere. He then joined the Blackmoore Corporation. He even openly and secretly promoted himself as the Blackmoore Family’s heir. The long-awaited reunion between Otto and Yvette quickly reignited their feelings. So, I saw everything with my own eyes.

Yet, I had refused to admit it. I convinced myself that Yvette still loved me. It wasn’t until what just happened that I finally understood. When a woman’s heart has changed, there was no way to change it back.

By now, everything was over.