The Billionaire's Revenge

Synopsis

My name is Blake Bowers. I'm 29 years old. Three years ago, I was still the heir to the Bowers Group—wealthy, successful, and with a future that looked unstoppable. Then my father died in a car crash. His body wasn't even cold when, at the shareholders' meeting, my uncle teamed up with the board to oust me in one swift move. All my accounts were frozen. My mother had passed away years before. Friends and relatives vanished overnight, treating me like a walking curse. Everyone said I was done for. Everyone except her—Claire Terry. She was the only one who reached out and took my cold, shaking hand. She said, "Even if the whole world turns its back on you, I won't." That day, I bowed before her parents and swore that I'd start over from nothing. That as long as I could marry her, I'd never give up—no matter how broke I was. Her mother smashed a bowl on the spot and shouted that I was daydreaming. Her father frowned and said coldly, "If you really love her, give her a wedding she can be proud of. Don't come back here and embarrass us." And I believed him. For the next 1,085 days, I gave it everything I had. Up at five to deliver food. In the afternoons, I installed air conditioners. At night, I fixed phones at a street stall. On weekends, I picked up whatever jobs I could—cleaning cars, hauling bricks, even filling in as a sparring partner at gyms. My hands grew thick with calluses. My back gave out. Once, I nearly coughed up blood at a construction site. I scrimped and saved every penny, all for today—our wedding day. I wanted to give her the best, no matter how many people laughed at me. I thought she was worth it. I was such a fool.