The Last Lie I Told You

Synopsis

During an interview, he said that for all his success today, the person he should thank most was his ex-girlfriend. As I watched the video, my face twisted with bitterness. A few seconds later, a friend request popped up on my phone. "You dumped me because I was poor. Well, I'm a billionaire now. Regretting it yet?" The profile picture was still the one I'd chosen for him six years ago. I've never regretted breaking up with him when he loved me most, blocking him everywhere and walking away. He fell into depression because I left him. But I envied his fiancee; she got to marry the man I'd longed for all these years. I'd lost any right to speak of love. I was just counting down the days. The next morning, at the office entrance, I saw a masked man step out of a car. I recognized him instantly. Warwick Parker, 6'3", walked toward me, backlit, those long legs closing the distance. "Monica," he said, "long time no see." My heart raced. Before I could speak, he pointed at me and told my rushing boss, "Put Monica in full charge of this project."