Destined Love: The Richest Man

At two o'clock in the morning, Tash City.

Cynthia Roslin, who was delivering food, was waiting for the green light at the intersection. Suddenly, she saw a large truck running a red light and colliding with a limo! That limo then flew dozens of meters away, lying on the ground with all four wheels in the air.

The limo was severely deformed. With shattered glass and a faint smell of gasoline, it could explode at any time.

Cynthia, though still in shock, dared not delay for a moment. She put down her e-bike and ran over to offer help.

The man in the driver’s seat was covered with blood. Throwing herself to the ground, Cynthia patted his face. “Hey, hey! Wake up! The car is about to explode! Come out!”

Seeing no response from the man, Cynthia dived into the car, unfastened his seat belt, and wanted to drag him out, only to find his legs stuck.

She shook him several times, and the unconscious man weakly said, “H-help...”

“But you are stuck!”

The man’s legs got stuck very tightly. Cynthia tried very hard to drag him out but failed.

As the smell of gasoline grew stronger and the risk skyrocketed, Cynthia hesitantly let go of him and made up an excuse. "Sorry, I have takeout to deliver. If it goes out of time, I'll be... fined.”

She really wanted to save him but was also afraid that if she failed, she would also end up with her own death.

“Save me... Here you are... One hundred million...”

Although in a state of dizziness, the man had a strong instinct for survival.

“One hundred million?!”

Upon hearing him mention the money, Cynthia lit up her eyes. She glanced at the car logo. A Ferrari.

He is indeed a wealthy man.

His promises should not be false.

“The trunk has a jack...” The man, covered in blood, struggled to open his eyes, trying to remember Cynthia's appearance. However, blood flowed into his eyes, blurring his vision.

“Okay!”

Without hesitation, Cynthia immediately ran to open the trunk, found the jack, and pushed it between the man’s seat and the center console. Only then did she drag the man out.

The two of them had just walked two or three meters away when they heard a loud bang. The car exploded, and the airflow hit them heavily to the ground, causing the man to fall into a coma.

Cynthia’s face turned pale and colorless in shock. She patted her chest and said, "Gosh, it's so dangerous.”

She then immediately dragged the man onto her e-bike and tied the two of them together, rushing towards the hospital.

At the charge window in the hospital, the cashier asked, "What's your name?”

“Cyn...”

Cynthia was just about to announce her name when the cashier interrupted her. "Ah, you are our dean’s daughter! Kelly Jefferson, right?”

Kelly Jefferson, her identical twin sister.

They had the same face and height.

But... her fate was completely different from Kelly.

She was taken away from birth and sold to her current foster parents after twists and turns.

A month ago, her foster parents had a car accident and got seriously injured. They had to be in hospital, but the treatment fees were too high.

Back then, her birth parents suddenly appeared and said that they could treat her parents, but the prerequisite was that Cynthia must do bone marrow transplantation for their youngest son, who had leukemia, and not show her same face as Kelly.

Harriet Clinton, her biological mother, said to her, "My dear Kelly is proficient in all art fields. She is the most beautiful girl in Tash. You are just a countryside bumpkin. Kelly's good reputation can’t be ruined because of your presence.”

In order to provide medical care for her foster parents, Cynthia endured their humiliation and agreed.

Today, her work was late at night, so she wore no makeup. She didn't expect to be recognized.

Besides, she mistakenly entered her biological father's hospital, so she could only assume that she was 'Kelly' and recharged five thousand dollars for the surgery under Kelly’s name.

After finishing everything, exhausted, she returned to her rental house and took a shower. While washing dirty clothes, she found a rhombus-shaped black diamond ring in her pocket.

She didn't think much, placed the ring on the table, and lay on the bed, trying to squint for a while.

But then, there was a knock outside.

“Who?”

She walked to the door in slippers, only to see Kelly push open the door and enter.

“How did you...”

Before Cynthia could finish a sentence, Kelly slapped her face. "Cynthia, are you being cheap? Have you forgotten everything I told you?!”

Kelly was such a hottie. She was tall and had blond long hair. Just light makeup could set up her exquisite and beautiful features. She was graceful and dignified, making all men fall for her.

Compared to Cynthia, who was wearing cheap pajamas and a pair of slippers for only ten dollars, Kelly was completely the winner.

Cynthia got extremely angry and slapped Kelly’s face back.

In order to save her foster parents, she reluctantly endured the difficulties from her biological parents, but it didn’t mean she was a girl willing to be oppressed and afraid of the hardness.

Accompanied by the crisp slap, Kelly let out a scream. "Cynthia, how dare you hit me?!”

Cynthia was much stronger than Kelly, so her slap made Kelly’s cheek slightly swollen.

She shook her painful hand and frowned slightly. "Shut your fucking mouth up! I'm not your mother! I won’t get used to you!”

“You took your adulterer to my father's hospital late at night! You will ruin my because of what you’ve done! Don’t you know that?!”

Kelly, who was flushed with anger, pointed at her and said, "I warned you when I came here not to flaunt around with my face! You don't want your foster parents' lives anymore, do you?!”

If it weren't for someone telling her dad about it this morning, she might still be in the dark.

“Your face... hah.”

Cynthia sneered at herself, her eyes filled with sadness.

Look at this unfair fate. She had the same face as Kelly but couldn’t show her true face.

Then, Kelly's phone rang.

She walked to the other side to answer the phone. Her eyes slightly tilted, and she happened to see the black diamond ring on the table.

This diamond ring looked familiar.

“Harriet, what's up? " She asked.

“Oh my goodness. When did you save Mr. Ramirez? It's such a big deal, and you didn't even tell me! Just now, someone from the Ramirez family came and said they would meet you in a week!”

On the other end of the phone, Harriet was so ecstatic that her voice trembled slightly.

“Mr. Ramirez?”

Kelly looked at the ring on the table and suddenly remembered a celebrity gathering she had attended. That ring was right on Mr. Ramirez’s finger in the photos of that gathering.

The diamond ring belonged to the heir of the Ramirez family, Kent Ramirez.

Thinking of Cynthia’s accident in the hospital yesterday, Kelly immediately understood that Cynthia was there to save Mr. Ramirez!

And it was precisely because Cynthia reported ‘Kelly’ in the hospital that Kent thought she had saved him.

She unexpectedly became Kent’s savior!

This is even more surprising than winning the lottery!

“Harriet, I have something to do now. Let’s talk about it later!”

Kelly suppressed her ecstasy and, taking advantage of Cynthia's lack of attention, secretly stole the ring on the table. She walked up to Cynthia and spoke arrogantly, "If you have another mistake, wait for your parents’ death!”

She left in a huff of anger.

Cynthia came back in the early morning and wanted to sleep for a while. However, she overslept.

At this moment, she didn't want to argue with Kelly anymore. She found a mask to cover her face and immediately rushed to the hospital to find that man.

A reward of one hundred million dollars.

She almost gave her life for it.

However, when she arrived at the hospital, the nurse actually said that the man woke up last night and left directly.

He didn't even leave any contact information.

“Liar! You bastard!”

Cynthia burst into anger and yelled, "That five thousand dollars is my living expenses for TWO months!”

Sure enough, men were born fraudsters!

She lost five thousand dollars of living expenses for nothing and was also deducted more than one hundred dollars due to the loss of delivery.

She worked part-time as a delivery staff, but now she had to compensate her boss for all she earned during her two-day vacation.

Cynthia's heart was dripping blood.

The society is so dangerous, and she was still too naive.

In the next few days, she worked harder and harder every day. After work, she continued to work part-time and meanwhile delivered meals to her parents.

Blackness Bar.

Cynthia, dressed in a security uniform, sat in the monitoring room with one of her colleagues. She complained, "If I hadn't saved that ungrateful bastard, how could I have eaten only two meals a day this week? I was starving and lost weight!"

After the car accident, her foster father was still unconscious, and her mother was every day at the hospital to accompany him.

Although Kelly's parents paid for medical expenses, she still needed to spend a considerable amount on daily expenses.

She gave her last five thousand dollars to that bastard for surgery, so she was already poor now.

“Cynthia, don’t just talk about him. Don't you even know what his name is or what he looks like?”

Her colleague, Allen Hill, asked.

Cynthia shook her head. “I remember what he looked like. But he was unconscious back then, how do I know his name... Wait... Wait! Did you see him?!”

Cynthia, who was speaking, suddenly pointed to a man in the surveillance video and said, “Just him! That's him! Jesus!”

As she spoke, she patted the table and angrily said, “Bastard, I finally find you!” She immediately got up and walked towards the outside.

“Cynthia, wait! Wait a minute!”

Allen grabbed her wrist and inexplicably pointed at the man on the monitor. "Are you sure it's him?”

“It is him! Even if he exploded to pieces, I could still remember his face!”

Cynthia turned around to leave, and Allen immediately stood up in front of her. "Cynthia, calm down. He is Kent Ramirez, the heir of the Ramirez family. His family is one of the four major families in Tash City. He is cold and ruthless. We can’t imagine how many people he killed!”

“Kent Ramirez?”

Cynthia couldn't help but take a cold breath.

Where she worked was the leading luxurious bar in Tash City. The customers here were all businessmen and celebrities, so she was not unfamiliar with Kent Ramirez’s name.

“What kind of person is he? If he wanted to repay you, he would have done it early. Since he doesn't want to find you, he mustn't want to give you money. Cynthia, it's important to save your own life. Isn't it just five thousand dollars? Just take it as giving to a beggar.”

“I...”

Cynthia was momentarily hesitant and felt that Allen was very reasonable.

But she still refused to give up.

After leaving the surveillance room and inquiring with others, she found that Kent was in Box 908.

Cynthia waited patiently until 1 a.m. to see Kent, dressed in a black shirt, step out of the box and enter the elevator.

She walked forward quickly and followed him in.

On the first to the eighth floor of the Blackness Bar was the club, and above it was the hotel suites.

In the elevator, Cynthia glanced out of the corner of her eye at Kent, who was half a head taller than her. He was surrounded by the smell of alcohol, and his handsome face had an abnormal blush. From time to time, he tugged at the tie on his neck, seeming to be in a somewhat hot and dry state after getting drunk.

“Which floor are you going to?”

Suddenly, Kent asked coldly.

Cynthia glanced at the number key that lit up and said, “38th floor.”

Her words fell, and Kent said nothing.

Ding-

On the 38th floor, the elevator opened.

Kent walked out, and she followed closely behind.

Taking a few steps, Kent suddenly stopped. Cynthia accidentally bumped into his back and said, "Oh, so... hmm...”

Before she could finish apologizing, the man in front of her suddenly turned around, grabbed her neck, and said coldly, “Say. Who the hell are you?”

“Ah... it hurts...”

Cynthia, with a lack of oxygen in her brain, patted Kent's hand. “Let go of me. I... I can't breathe...”

Upon hearing this, Kent furrowed and took off the security helmet she was wearing. “A girl?”

Because Cynthia worked in the bar, to avoid being harassed, she always used a male voice and makeup to disguise herself.

Except for the manager and the ones in the security department, few people knew that she was a girl.

“Um... um...”

“Say. Who sent you here?”

“I... I just want to...”

Without waiting for Cynthia to finish her sentence, Kent interrupted her, “Want to be my girl?”

He discovered early on that this little security guard in front of him was sneaky, and his wine was also drugged.

Sure enough, she was another one who wanted to get into his bed by using drugs.

Cynthia, instead, almost suffocated to death.

Scumbag! He dared bite the hand that fed him!

She cursed angrily, “Shut... shut the...” Before the word ‘fuck’ could be finished, Kent finally relaxed his hands.

Cynthia collapsed, panting heavily with her hands on the ground and coughing uncontrollably.

At this point, she realized that the entire 38th floor was a private residence.

The cool silver-gray decoration design gave her a luxurious feel.

It seemed that Kent had early on discovered that something was wrong with her.