After Savannah Rossi went bankrupt, the impoverished boyfriend she had supported turned around and climbed into another woman’s bed.

He even publicly released a sex video of her to erase the humiliation he had suffered over the years.

Determined to take revenge, the first thing Tobias Duncan did after achieving success was to trap Savannah at his side. Every time he explored a new position with another woman, he forced Savannah to film it.

Someone advised him to stop, but he simply smiled.

"I helped her pay off her debts. Without me, where else could she go?"

What Tobias didn’t know was that a week earlier, Savannah had already agreed to marry his greatest rival and planned to leave him.

Just as she stepped outside, Savannah received a call from Tobias.

His voice remained cold and commanding. "Belmont Bar. My stomach hurts. Come bring me stomach medicine now."

It had snowed through the night. The distance between her and the bar was still far and there wasn’t a taxi in sight.

Savannah froze for a second but didn’t hesitate any longer. She ran all the way to the bar.

But when she pushed open the door to the private room, she found Tobias sitting safely on the sofa, another woman resting in his arms.

The moment Savannah entered, the people inside burst into laughter.

"Tobias, you’re still the best, thinking of using a stomachache to trick her into coming over. She’s been fooled so many times, yet she still comes running like a dog!"

"Let me count how many times are left until Tobias completes the 100 acts of revenge he planned. The first time, Tobias lied about a surprise, tricked her into a remote dark room and then turned off his phone, leaving her locked up for an entire day and night. The second time, Tobias claimed he had a car accident and tricked her into donating 600cc of blood, but he was actually partying at a bar that day. Counting today, it’s already the 96th time. After so many times, does she still have feelings for Tobias?"

"Look at how thick the snow is outside and her clothes are covered in snow. She probably slipped and fell several times on the way here. How ridiculous!"

"This is what she deserves. Tobias is such a proud person. Back then, just to keep studying, he endured three years of humiliation to be with her. Fortunately, the tables have turned. Now that she needs money, she gets to taste being humiliated by it."

Facing the malicious ridicule around her, Savannah once again realized she had been tricked.

The blood rushed to her head instantly. Her pale fingertips dug fiercely into her palms as she hurled the stomach medicine at Tobias.

"Tobias, you tricked me again?"

Tobias merely sneered with contempt.

"So what if I tricked you? I’m giving you money; isn’t that enough?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and mercilessly threw it at Savannah’s face.

The edge of the bills scraped across her cheek, leaving a burning sting.

Savannah widened her eyes, an overwhelming sourness rising in her chest, staring at him in disbelief.

The Tobias she had known wasn’t like this.

Back then, when she met him and learned he was too poor to afford tuition, she willingly offered to sponsor him.

At that time, the young man had been so overwhelmed he couldn’t even speak. In the end, he had used his entire month’s part-time salary to buy her a simple gift.

Later, they often met up. Tobias began pursuing her and she naturally accepted his confession.

No matter how busy he was, Tobias would sit on a train for more than ten hours just to see Savannah for a brief moment.

When she fell ill, he climbed 999 steps, kneeling at each one, just to pray for her recovery.

Whatever food she craved, he would search several streets just to place it in her hands.

During those three years, Savannah truly believed she was the happiest woman in the world.

But she never expected it would all end so abruptly after her bankruptcy.

What she had thought was love turned out to be humiliation in Tobias’s eyes.

After achieving success, he forcibly paid off her debts and schemed to take revenge on her at every turn.

Seeing Savannah’s miserable state, Tessa Davis, who leaned against Tobias’s chest, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Tobias, it’s freezing outside. I want her to drink all 99 glasses of white wine on the table to warm up."

As the words landed, Savannah’s head buzzed and she instinctively turned to look at Tobias.

But the voice she heard was filled with tender affection.

"Of course you can. If you hadn’t pulled me up back then, I wouldn’t be where I am today. So do whatever you want."

Then he turned to Savannah. "Drink all this wine to repay the hundred thousand you owe me."

At that moment, Savannah felt like she had plunged into an ice-cold abyss.

No one knew better than Tobias that she was allergic to alcohol. If she drank all of it, she might lose half her life.

Back then, when she had a severe allergic reaction, he had stayed up night after night to watch over her, crying, swearing he’d never let it happen again.

But now, he couldn’t care less.

A sharp pain pierced Savannah’s heart.

But she quickly reminded herself she had already agreed to Rafael Raven’s proposal. She would be leaving here soon.

Before that, she needed to clear the debt and completely sever ties with Tobias.

Raising her head, Savannah looked at the two of them acting intimately, her eyes turning icy cold.

"Two hundred thousand. I’ll drink right now."

Perhaps not expecting her reaction, a flash of anger crossed Tobias’s eyes.

"Savannah, you really are obsessed with money."

"Fine, but you better not leave a single drop."

Receiving a definite answer, Savannah said nothing more. She stepped forward, silently picked up a wine glass and began drinking one cup after another.

The fiery liquid burned her throat the moment it slid down.

Before long, her throat felt clogged and her breathing grew rapid.

Nausea surged up and she dry heaved uncontrollably, yet she never stopped. Her trembling hand gripped the edge of the table tightly.

Clearly, it was Tobias who forced her into this, yet his expression grew darker and darker.

When Savannah reached her twentieth glass, Tobias gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"Savannah, do you really want to sever ties and pay off your debts with me so badly that you would drink yourself to death?"

By then, Savannah’s face had turned crimson, rashes blooming across her skin.

She raised her head and locked eyes with Tobias, her voice hoarse but firm.

"Yes."

Saying that, she reached for another glass, but Tobias enraged, snatched it from her hand and smashed it onto the floor.

The glass shattered into pieces and Tobias’s face turned as black as ink.

"Stop drinking and get the hell out!"

In an instant, Savannah felt all the strength drain from her body and she staggered back two steps.

But she still forced herself to stand firm and confirmed with Tobias once more.

"Even if I didn’t finish drinking, can the two hundred thousand still be counted?"

Finally, Tobias let out a furious laugh.

"Savannah, I despise you more and more."

"It counts as long as you immediately get out of my sight."

Tobias still seemed about to say something when Tessa’s coquettish voice called from behind him.

"Tobias, don’t bother with her. I’m wearing the new lingerie I bought today. Do you want to see it?"

Upon hearing this, Tobias’s breathing grew heavier and lust filled his eyes.

He no longer spared a glance at Savannah nor noticed her trembling uncontrollably as she turned and left.

Savannah used the last of her strength to walk out of the private room.

As soon as she closed the door behind her, she collapsed against the wall, vomiting violently.

Inside the room, the others had already left, giving Tobias and Tessa their private space.

Through the thin door, Savannah could still hear Tobias’s lustful voice.

"Baby, you’re sticking it out so high; I really like it."

"Buy more of this kind of lingerie next time, or it won’t be enough for me to tear."

The pain in her heart and the physical agony struck Savannah together, the crushing weight in her chest making it hard to breathe.

She curled tightly into herself, tears slipping uncontrollably from her eyes, hitting the ground with soft splashes, broken sobs escaping her throat.

Just then, her phone rang twice, the screen flashing Rafael’s name.

Rafael’s low, composed voice came through the line.

"Have you made up your mind? Come to my company, marry me and afterward, I’ll help you clear all your debts."

Savannah gritted her teeth through the pain and forced out a single word. "Okay."

Rafael gave a soft chuckle.

"Good. I’ve already booked your flight for a week from now. Savannah, I’ll be waiting for you."

Savannah numbly hung up the call.

She couldn’t even remember how she made it home. When she woke up again, her phone had another message from Tessa.

[Guess what? He was so wild tonight; he wore me out until my legs gave out. Was he ever like that with you?]

A second message followed and a video from the bar showed Tessa’s flushed satisfied face.

Around them, coaxing and teasing filled the air.

"Tobias, you’re really lucky. Judging by when we left earlier, you had a great time."

"Of course! Tessa has a slim waist and long legs. Who wouldn’t be moved at the sight of her? I wonder, compared to Savannah, who feels better?"

"Is there even a need to ask? Of course, it’s Tessa! After all, Tobias’s heart only belongs to her."

After a few casual remarks, Tobias’s expression darkened again as if recalling something.

He didn’t bother to deny it, only laughed and cursed. "Hurry up and start the game."

The crowd teased a bit more, then pushed Tobias and Tessa into the center.

Tobias held a thin piece of white paper between his lips, needing to pass it to Tessa using only his mouth.

The distance between them was barely a fingertip, their breaths intertwining, creating a sticky, ambiguous atmosphere.

Tessa blushed shyly, not daring to move, but Tobias couldn’t hold back. He cupped the back of her head and kissed her fiercely, like a man starved.

The kiss deepened, Tobias’s Adam’s apple bobbing with restrained desire.

The cold white light from the phone screen illuminated Savannah’s face.

She didn’t dare watch any longer. With a sharp slap, she turned the phone face down on the table.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she clutched the edge of the phone.

She had never seen Tobias so wild in a video, nor did she understand this hidden side of him.

The Tobias she knew used to blush just from holding hands, let alone kiss so expertly.

Thinking back now, those three years had been nothing but a performance carefully crafted to match the image she loved.

She had never truly seen the real Tobias.

The memory stung. Savannah closed her eyes, bitter sadness flooding her chest.

At that moment, she felt a sudden heat at her waist; strong hands pulled her into a tight hug from behind.

The familiar face from the earlier video appeared in front of her, eyes filled with something dangerous.

Tobias rested his head lightly against her shoulder, carrying the faint scent of unfamiliar perfume.

"What are you looking at?"

Savannah’s body stiffened in shock. She hadn’t realized Tobias had come into her home.

"How did you get in?"

She instinctively tried to push him away, but Tobias only held her tighter, his tone surprisingly soft.

"Savannah, did you forget? I’ve always had the keys to your house."

"I’m sorry about what happened yesterday. To make up for it, I’ve prepared a surprise."