A $300 million villa for his lover, but splitting $600 rent with me.

But Alexander's eyes were red, and he held my shoulders tightly, with hatred in his eyes.

"I know, you've already figured out that I'm pretending to be poor, right?"

"Sophia, how can you be so cruel and do such a thing? If you have any opinions, why do you have to come to me? Post the video online. Do you want Isabella to live?"

I sneered.

“Since you dare to do it, why are you afraid of others posting it?”

"Didn't you say that what you did was honorable and there was nothing you dare not say openly?"

Alexander was stunned. This was the time when our relationship was at its best, and he made these promises to me over and over again.

He also said he would never lie to me.

Always be true to me and always put me first.

But these words are all bullshit.

"I can explain."

Alexander's voice was hoarse and a little stiff. "We were drunk that day, and I mistook Isabella for you..."

"You know, Isabella has always been my friend. I don't have any feelings for her. I treat her like a brother. If something happens to us, how can you still be there?"

This is ridiculous talk again.

I said it in a high-sounding manner, as if I was being unreasonable and making a big deal out of nothing.

But he knew better than anyone that these were all bullshit excuses.

They didn’t just have everything happen.

Also enjoying the pleasure of having a secret affair.

I stared at him with a sneer, "Alexander, you finally admitted that you lied to me for three years."

I looked into his eyes and asked word by word:

"I just want to know, why?"

Why can't you show your true self in front of me?

Why do you have to pretend to be poor and say you have a gambling father and a sick mother?

Every year, he has to send his salary back to his hometown, and he even needs my financial support to make ends meet.

He obviously doesn't lack money.

Obviously, he looks like... he still loves me.

When he was at his poorest, I also pretended to be poor and homeless.

He rented me a house for $600.

He also said that he didn’t have much money now, so he was just living in a rented house for the time being.

When you make millions in the future, buy me a big villa.

But why could he lie to me so confidently?

Alexander sneered when he heard this. There was no trace of guilt in his eyes, and he raised his proud head slightly.

"Sophia, don't you know that I am the next generation leader of the Kensington family?"

"Everyone in Metropolis City knows about the wealthy Kensington family. I have been a second-generation rich since I was born. The girls who approach me are all after my money. I think you are pretty good and suitable to be married home to continue the family line. Pretending to be poor is just a test for you."

Alexander looked at me indifferently, and suddenly reached out and touched my face, with a bit of pity in his expression.

"Sophia, you are a smart girl. Now that you have seen the truth, you should cooperate obediently. Only then can you marry into a wealthy family and become a socialite as you wish."

"But now that you've exposed everything, it's meaningless."

I coldly slapped his hand away and took a step back in disgust.

Taking out alcohol wipes for disinfection in front of him made Alexander's face turn pale with anger.

"Sophia, what do you mean?"

I didn't even raise my head. "It's nothing, I just think you're dirty."

“Sophia！”

Alexander stared at me with gritted teeth. He has always been an impatient person, but his patience is limited.

At this moment, he threatened me with his fist: