Go Dutch with Me? Honey, I Own the Billionaire Empire

Synopsis

My boyfriend, Alex Grant, comes from old money and has always been convinced I'm only dating him for his money. To keep me in check, he insisted on strict rules when we started dating: everything we do, we split fifty-fifty. When I flew back to Riverdale from a business trip, I asked him if he could pick me up from the airport. Instead, he sent me a ten-dollar transfer with a text: [A cab home is twenty bucks. Here's my half.] The very next night, his childhood friend Sophie Lane flew in from abroad. Alex drove out to the airport to get her at three in the morning, then dropped three hundred thousand dollars to buy out an entire Michelin-starred restaurant for her welcome party. As the dinner wound down, Alex pulled out his phone, opened a payment app, and showed me a QR code. "Everyone here tonight is a mutual friend of mine and Sophie's—you're the only exception, since you came as my guest," he said. "So you need to pay your share. I won't charge you for the venue, but you owe seven hundred dollars for your meal." I stared at him, caught off guard. "How much is Sophie paying you, then?" I asked. After all, the whole party was for her. Alex knit his brows, looking at me like I'd just said the most absurd thing in the world. "She's the Lane family heiress. We grew up together. I know where she stands, and she definitely isn't after my money." I looked at the complete sincerity on his face, pulled out my phone, and transferred him the money. Now that this bill was settled, it was time to clear the balance on this relationship for good.