I Dumped My Poor Boyfriend, Became Rich—He Said Regrets Chapter 12

I Dumped My Poor Boyfriend, Became Rich—He Said Regrets Chapter 12

Ethan had brutally beaten Chad Montgomery.

The violence had erupted at an exclusive industry gala they were both attending. They weren’t seated at the

same table, and Chad clearly hadn’t noticed Ethan’s presence. During the drinks, someone had brought up the

ruined Vance empire.

Chad had held court, a smug grin on his face. “Old man Vance had a daughter named Veronica. Absolute

smoke show. Used to be impossible to get into her bed, but now? She’s incredibly easy to handle. Her family

is drowning in debt, so I told her I’d clear the red ink if she plays ball. A girl like that? Even with that price tag,

she’s a steal to keep at home…”

Before the sentence could leave his teeth, Ethan’s fist had smashed straight into his jaw. In front of the entire

elite tech circle, the self-made billionaire had completely dismantled the trust-fund heir.

Outside the urgent care clinic, Chloe turned on me, her eyes flashing with pure fury. “Ethan started from absolute nothing. He fought tooth and nail to build this company, and because of you, he just made an enemy out of one of the most powerful families in the city.”

She stepped closer, her voice shaking with rage. “Veronica, if you can’t help him, can you at least stop destroying his life?”

Destroying his life?

“Chloe, by what authority are you interrogating me?” I asked, my voice deadly calm.

She flinched.

“Your relationship is a corporate contract. Didn’t you agree to stay out of each other’s private lives?”

“He… he actually told you about that?” Chloe muttered, looking as if her entire world had cracked open. Within seconds, the arrogance drained from her face, her eyes swelling with fat, pathetic tears. “Veronica… I know it started as a contract, but I truly love him. You were gone for four years. Why couldn’t you just stay

dead? Leave him to me, please.”

“You love him?”

“Yes!”

I let out a cold, hollow laugh. “Then let me ask you something, Chloe-back in college, weren’t you the

ringleader who started the rumors about him?”

Chloe’s face went entirely white, the blood draining from her lips. I stared her down, refusing to let her look

away.

“I might have dropped off the grid, but I didn’t lose my mind. After Ethan and I started dating, you cornered me in the women’s restroom. Do you remember what you said to me? You asked me-‘Veronica, how much

does it cost to rent Ethan Hayes for a night?”

Chloe stumbled backward in pure terror. “I… I don’t remember that… you’re making things up

“And when people started calling him a gigolo to his face, where do you think that slur came from? It leaked straight out of your sorority house, didn’t it?”

“No! No, that’s a lie! You’re fabricating stories!”

“I don’t know the rules of your Hollywood publicists,” I whispered, stepping into her space. “But if the media finds out a major Netflix star used to violently cyberbully and class-shame her classmates, how do you think your fans will react?”

“Veronica!” Chloe shrieked, her voice cracking. “This is slander!”

“Is it? Should I call a few of our old sorority sisters to verify the texts?”

The fight completely vanished from her posture. She collapsed against the wall, utterly defeated. “Please, Veronica… name your price. I’ll give you whatever you want, just don’t bring this up ever again. And please, don’t tell Ethan. I was young, I was stupid, I didn’t know any better. But I truly love him now. I can make it up

to him.”

“You still think you only hurt him?” I asked, shaking my head in pure exhaustion. “Chloe… you destroyed me

too.”

“Then I’m sorry!” she sobbed, completely unraveled. “I’ll apologize to you on my knees! Just don’t tell Ethan… don’t ruin the image he has of me…”

Before the words could leave her mouth, the heavy privacy curtain of the clinic room was violently ripped back. Ethan was standing on the other side.

He had been listening the entire time.