My Missing Boyfriend Turned Out to be a Rich Young Master!Chapter 1 Disappearance

My grandmother fell seriously ill and I was borrowing money everywhere to pay up what was written on her medical records.

Then, unexpectedly, I saw on TV the news of the engagement between the rising actress Jasmine Stevens and the Prince of Blumens' Elite Circle.

When I recognized their faces, my heart skipped a beat.

Jasmine looked remarkably like me and the Prince of Blumens' Elite Circle was none other than my missing boyfriend, Joel Griffins.

How did the poor boy Joel, who once needed me to empty my savings to rescue him, transform into the Prince of Blumens' Elite Circle?

He claimed Jasmine was his fiancée now... So, where did that leave me?

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The chicken soup at the restaurant smelled delicious, but at this moment, I had lost my appetite entirely.

Since my grandmother suffered a stroke, I was scrambling to raise money for her surgery. I borrowed from everywhere and even considered taking out a loan, but as a student, banks were unwilling to take the risk.

Now, feeling utterly hopeless, tears fell into my bowl of soup. Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed beside me.

"Yes, I, Joel Griffins, will marry Jasmine."

I turned and there on the TV screen, Joel held the rising star Jasmine Stevens in his arms. They exchanged smiles, surrounded by a throng of media offering congratulations.

I froze, unable to comprehend what I was seeing. The face on the screen was unmistakable—Joel, the man I had embraced for three years, my boyfriend who had vanished without a trace three months ago.

The unexpected twist left me in shock. Hastily, I grabbed my phone and checked Twaddle to confirm the news. The top trending topics were all about:

#JoelJasmine#

#JasmineEngagement#

#Joel_the_Prince_of_Blumens'_Elite_Circle#

Looking at the familiar pictures scattered about in Twaddle caused my heart to clenched tightly.

"Jasmine is your fiancée, so where does that leave me?"

Joel and I were together for three years. He was a graduate student at the neighboring university. He told me he had no parents and had to pay his tuition by working part-time.

I met him when he was at his lowest point, contemplating ending it all. It was me who pulled him back from the brink of death.