No Free Ride For His First Crush

Synopsis

I woke up trapped inside a love hate romance novel, cast as the disposable wife of the billionaire protagonist, Holden Albright. In this twisted plot, I, Alice Merritt, was a mere substitute whose sole purpose was to supply blood for his first love, Winnie Blackwell. The original Alice Merritt had been bled dry, suffered a miscarriage, and was treated like a spare parts bin for Winnie. She ended up dead on an operating table while Holden squeezed out a few performative tears. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. These elite scumbags acted like the law didn't apply to them. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Holden pressuring me to give blood to Winnie. Well, it looked like my chance had finally arrived. I pulled out my phone and sent Holden a bank account number, saying, "You want my blood for her? Fine. But this isn't a favor; it's a hazardous medical procedure. "I want a flat fee of $150,000 for medical expenses, lost time, and emotional trauma. Wire the funds now, or the needle stays out." I was eager to see which would happen first—Winnie's blood running out, or my bank notification popping up.