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After two years of separation, I bumped into my ex-boyfriend, Marcus Cole, at the launch event for my family's top-tier jewelry brand. He recognized me right away, with an unmistakable air of superiority in his eyes. He snedred, "Scarlett? Why are you here, working the door? I heard you haven't booked any gigs in the past two years, so you went overseas to pad your resume. "Did you hear I'm a director now and just happened to show up here, hoping to score some luck?" I looked down at my chest. He actually thought the logo on my shirt was just a service staff badge. Marcus sighed and contineud, "If I'd known things would turn out like this, back then, you wouldn't have thrown a fit over the lead role. "Marissa was so thoughtful. She knew it was your dream role, and even cried to me, saying she didn't want to take it because she was worried that you would be sad. "But you? Instead of being grateful, you broke up with me out of spite. "Anyway, three days later, there's a big jewelry showcase here. When the time comes, you can come here to Marissa for an interview. I'll introduce you as her stand-in for the dance scenes. And I'll offer you this salary per month." He slowly held up one finger, and I thought he meant ten thousand dollars. But then he smirked and said, "One thousand dollars." Seeing how smug he looked, I laughed. I replied, "No need, Marcus. My husband doesn't like me showing my face in public, especially not as a dance double for some C-list celebrity. "Money is never a problem for me. I've got one hundred million dollars lying around as pocket money."