It was a win-win situation. Julian would get the love of his life, and I would finally achieve financial freedom.
Personally, I didn’t want Julian to live happily ever after. He didn’t deserve it, in my opinion. But for ten million dollars, I was willing to set my jealousy aside.
Satisfied with my plan, I turned off my computer and fell asleep with Nico nestled in my arms.
Julian would get love. I would get rich. Everybody would win.
The next morning, I submitted the proposal to Julian with determination.
I had braced myself for the consequences if he rejected it. I might lose my job. But if he accepted it? My entire life would change.
To conquer or to die.
This was my moment. As a member of the proletariat, I would finally cast off my chains and claim my freedom.
