Gold Digger vs Gold Saver My Man's Double Life novel Chapter 51

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Venomia came strutting over, hips swaying like she owned the world.

Marcus looked at me like I was roadkill: “Lucifer never gave two shits about you. Now you’ve trashed his ride? Kiss your relationship goodbye.”

I didn’t say a word. Just watched that bastard walking toward me.

Really wanted to hear how he’d spin this “busy” bullshit.

Venomia broke the silence first.

Pointed at me like I was dirt: “What’s your problem, Ophelia? Can’t handle that Lucifer doesn’t want you anymore?”

“How pathetic. Don’t worry-I’m feeling generous. My boyfriend might throw you a bone next time.”

I stared straight at Lucifer, every word sharp as glass:

“Boyfriend?”

Finally, the silent prince moved. Grabbed my arm, voice dropping low:

“Don’t humiliate her. This interview means everything to her.”

My chest caved in.

Everything to her? What about me?

I grabbed his shirt, my voice breaking: “And what about me?

Lucifer hesitated-just for a second-then traced his finger across my palm like old times.

His voice went soft: “Ophelia… just wait till next time, okay?”

“But you promised.”

I stared him down, stubborn as hell.

His face went cold as winter.

He peeled my fingers off him one by one, stepped back: “Be a good girl. Don’t make a scene.”

Ignored my eyes filling up and took Venomia’s hand toward the elevator.

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But his little princess wasn’t done playing.

She broke free, spun around, kept pushing:

“Ophelia, since we’re colleagues-get on your fucking knees and apologize. Say you’re worthless trash who’ll always be my stepping stone, and maybe I’ll forget about the car.”

I wiped my nose, looked at Lucifer: “And you?”

“You think I should grovel too?”

Seeing me about to cry, he wavered. Almost spoke,

Then Venomia tugged his sleeve like a spoiled brat.

His words changed: “You fucked up this time. Just apologizend I’ll handle the rest.”

Looking at his righteous face made me sick.

My chest felt like it had been shredded by claws.

I grabbed my other shoe and slammed it into his window.

“You stood me up, played her boyfriend, and somehow I’m the villain?”

“What exactly did I do wrong?”

Lucifer rubbed his temples like I was giving him a headache.

“Venomia’s not like you. She’s new, no connections, pulling all-nighters just to survive. She needs this break. You’re senior-can’t you just back off?”

I thought I was losing my mind.

But the pain was real as hell.

Every word dripped with concern for her. But we’d all been through the same shit.

I’d pulled countless all-nighters writing pieces just to spend time with him. Multiple nights in a row was nothing.

He knew. He fucking knew. But never once did he worry about me.

I used to think he was just work-obsessed, couldn’t see the details.

Now I knew better-he wasn’t blind.

He just gave all his tenderness to someone else.

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But he’d forgotten one thing: Venomia and I started the same year.

She had an uncle who was a producer. Fucking hilarious – Lucifer treating the real princess like she was slumming it.

I was about to set his ass straight when the director walked by, heard the noise:

“What’s this? My two star reporters brawling at the front door?”

Then he spotted Lucifer and his whole attitude flipped: “Mr. Sinclair! You’re here! Please, come inside!”

Venomia lit up like Christmas, pointing at me: “Director! Ophelia went psycho because Lucifer wouldn’t see her-she destroyed his car!”

“Lucifer’s my boyfriend and this crazy bitch is attacking him”

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