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The Rich Man's Game: It's Over
The Rich Man's Game: It's Over
Penulis: Nancy Hart

Chapter 1

Penulis: Nancy Hart
It was late when I got home from work. After showering, I sat on the bed, scrolling through my phone, feeling exhausted. Suddenly, a notification popped up, and my heart skipped a beat.

"Top Actress Regina Brooks Celebrates Birthday With a Four-Million-Dollar Diamond Necklace Gifted by a Mysterious Tycoon."

I rubbed my eyes, my hands trembling as I zoomed in on the photo. The man in the picture only showed his back. Nonetheless, after three years of marriage, I recognized him instantly. It was my husband, Isaiah Keller—he had a distinct black mole behind his ear that gave him away.

Four million dollars was an astronomical amount to me. Just a few days ago, I went shopping with Isaiah and saw a 200-dollar purse that I liked. He said it was too expensive and told me not to buy it.

I thought about it and figured 200 dollars could buy enough household supplies to last months, so I let it go. But now, I could not help but feel suffocated.

Isaiah and I had met online. After chatting for over two months, we met in person and fell for each other instantly. That Valentine's Day, he proposed to me with the tab ring of a soda can, promising he would get me a proper diamond ring once he made more money.

I said yes because I loved him.

Isaiah was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He had failed in business and was over one million dollars in debt when we got married, so we kept everything simple.

The house we lived in was rented, with me paying the rent every month. I also covered our daily expenses, working a full-time job during the day and taking shifts as a waitress at a restaurant at night.

Just after our intimate moment last night, he held me in his arms and said, "Honey, thank you for giving me a home. If it weren't for you, I'd never know what happiness is."

He started to cry as he added, "Once I'm debt-free, I'll work hard to buy you a car and a house. I want to give you the life you deserve."

He choked up, "If I hadn't failed at my business, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. I'm sorry, honey."

I kissed him and comforted him, saying, "Don't be sad, honey. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."

At that moment, I truly believed I was the luckiest woman in the world.

Isaiah was handsome. He did not smoke or drink, and he loved me wholeheartedly. Aside from being broke, he was the perfect husband. I believed that if we worked hard enough, we could clear his debts in no time.

But now, as I bit my lip, tears streamed down my face. Just as I was crying, I received a text from Isaiah.

"Honey, business is really good tonight. I'm staying late to earn more so I can pay off the debt. Don't wait up for me, okay?"

Isaiah worked as a delivery driver during the day and sometimes as a rideshare driver at night. If I had not seen that photo, I would have naively believed he was working late and driving strangers around. I could not understand why he was lying to me.

I did not sleep that night, and Isaiah did not come home either.

The next morning, I skipped breakfast and left the house feeling like a zombie. As I stepped outside, I spotted a familiar figure across the street and quickly hid behind a tree.

Isaiah was stepping out of a Bentley. The expensive suit he had worn last night had been replaced with the cheap T-shirt and jeans I had bought for him.

Then, a middle-aged man approached him, respectfully handing over a bag. From the shape of it, I could tell it held my favorite breakfast: soy milk and a bagel.

Just as Isaiah took the bag, another car pulled up in front of him. A man I recognized stepped out—he was the CEO of a tech company, someone my friend worked for.

The CEO walked up to Isaiah, nodding slightly and speaking in an almost submissive tone. Isaiah, on the other hand, looked relaxed. He rarely acknowledged him.

I had heard my friend talk about her superior being a powerful and influential man. Yet, in front of Isaiah, he seemed so small.

Isaiah immediately called me when he reached home. I stared at the caller ID "Honey" on my phone screen. My vision blurred with tears, but I took a deep breath and composed myself before answering.

"Honey, I'm home. I bought your favorite soy milk and bagel," he said.

I kept my voice steady. "Something came up, so I went to the office early. You can have them."

He sounded disappointed. "Alright, honey. I'll make something nice for dinner when you get home."

I simply mumbled an acknowledgment and texted my workplace to take the day off. I had to figure out where Isaiah went every day and get to the bottom of this.

Since there was a coffee shop across the street, I decided to head over. I sat by the window, keeping a close eye on our building.

Around noon, Isaiah finally came out and got back into the Bentley. I slipped on a mask, flagged down a cab, and told the driver to follow him.

Before long, we arrived at an upscale restaurant. The moment the Bentley stopped, the valet rushed to open the door for him. Isaiah handed over the keys like he was used to it.

I followed carefully as he entered a private room. Through the partially open door, I saw several young men dressed in sharp suits. They looked like the typical rich heirs you would see in tabloids.

Pretending to be on a phone call, I loitered in the hallway near the room. From where I stood, I could see the table piled with dishes like lobster, king crab, and caviar—things I would only ever see on cooking shows.

"Isaiah, seeing you in those cheap clothes cracks me up. You're the heir to billions, for crying out loud!"

"When are you going to drop this act? Don't tell me you're actually falling for Aimee Sinclair, that little country bumpkin!"

Isaiah's voice came through clearly, mocking. "Are you kidding me? She's just a distraction and nothing more. She's not worthy of my feelings."

He laughed cruelly. "When I told her I was over a million dollars in debt, she said she'd stick by me and help me pay it off. I've never met anyone more gullible or pathetic in love."

The room erupted in laughter, as if they were all mocking me for my stupidity. At that moment, it felt like someone had plunged a blade into my heart, twisting it until I could hardly breathe.
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    I thought I was his one true love, but it turned out I was just Isaiah's plaything. The happy and blissful marriage I had cherished was simply a fantasy he orchestrated. Isaiah was never an orphan, and all that talk about a failed business and owing more than a million dollars was a lie because his family was actually powerful and wealthy.Then, I heard someone else in the private room say, "By the way, I heard Regina was thrilled with the necklace you gave her last night, and she's thinking about rekindling things with you." Another voice chimed in, "If she finds out you're married, won't that break her heart?"Someone else added, "It serves Regina right for dumping Isaiah back then just to go abroad for her film career.""Don't you know that Isaiah only married that country bumpkin to get back at Regina?"My whole body trembled, and I nearly lost my balance. Not only did Isaiah not love me, but he had also turned me into a tool for his revenge against another woman. My heart wa

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 3

    Isaiah's smile froze for a moment. Nonetheless, he quickly composed himself—there was not even a flicker of guilt in his eyes after being exposed. His love for me had been nothing but a performance, and now, the real Isaiah was on full display—cold, selfish, and arrogant. He shrugged and said, "Looks like you really love me, huh? Recognizing me just from the back of my head."I stared at him, stunned. Then, my emotions finally erupted, and I shouted, "Isaiah, you're not worthy of my love! You're nothing but a piece of trash!"My entire body was trembling as I pulled the divorce papers I had prepared from my bag and threw them at him. I demanded, "Sign them!" Isaiah glanced at me in surprise, picking up the papers. As he flipped through them, his expression shifted to one of disbelief. He double-checked the documents as if he thought he had read them wrong, but the truth was plain—there was no mention of me asking for alimony. He looked at me with confusion and asked, "So,

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 4

    I straightened my back, and my resolve was solid as steel. Isaiah looked down on me, convinced I would feel grateful for "marrying up" into his world of wealth and power. However, he was so wrong.I stated firmly, "Isaiah, if I could, I'd wish we'd never met. If you don't show up tomorrow, I'll file for a contested divorce through the court."Seeing my unwavering stance, Isaiah's face darkened. "Aimee, have you lost your mind? Do you even know how many women would do anything just for a glance from me, and here you are, talking about divorce!"Isaiah scoffed at my so-called ignorance, but I only pitied him for not understanding love—true love did not hinge on wealth or status.I replied, "Isaiah, I would rather you be that broke man drowning in debt than the lying billionaire you turned out to be. I did love you, but that version of you was a lie—a character you created, not the real you."Isaiah sneered, unwilling to believe me. "Aimee, drop the act. You should be honored that I

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 5

    Seeing Isaiah's face turn dark with anger after the slap was oddly satisfying. It felt like the heavy weight pressing on my chest for so long had finally been lifted.He spat out, "You're insane!"I was unfazed by his words. I knew that the only way to deal with a man like him was to show no mercy.Regina clung to his arm and whimpered pitifully, "Isaiah, don't be mad. Ms. Sinclair probably loves you too much and can't bear to lose you. She even called me the other woman just now."Isaiah glanced at me and sneered, "The one who isn't loved is the real 'other woman'!"I kept a blank expression. After all, I did not love him anymore, and his words could not hurt me in the slightest.Surprisingly, the slap seemed to work—Isaiah finally agreed to the divorce. If I had known this earlier, I would have slapped him a few more times to save myself the trouble.When I got the divorce certificate, I felt like I was reborn. A failed marriage was not the end of the world; the important thin

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 6

    I thought Isaiah would finally stop bothering me after I told him off, but I was wrong. He started waiting for me outside my office every evening and even sent flowers to my desk.My coworkers were curious about who was trying to woo me. However, I just laughed it off as I tossed the flowers into the trash, saying, "A dead man." I always believed that exes should stay out of our lives, remain in the past, and act like they never existed anymore.Isaiah also began waiting outside my apartment, each time with a gift in hand. One day, he brought an expensive box of jewelry, the logo revealing it cost thousands.I tossed it off the balcony right in front of Isaiah without hesitation. My reaction seemed to hurt him, and he stopped with the gifts after that.Not long after, I was laid off as part of a company-wide downsizing. To avoid Isaiah's relentless harassment, I decided to move back to my hometown.When Mom learned about the divorce, she did not blame me at all. She said some th

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 7

    I knew very well that Isaiah had never been sincere with me. His love was all an act, so when he showed up kneeling at Mom's door begging for forgiveness, I grabbed a bucket of cold water and dumped it over him.Soaked and humiliated, Isaiah stormed off angrily. I was relieved to finally get rid of him, but my relief was short-lived. That same day, Mom suddenly collapsed.I rushed her to the hospital, only to receive the devastating news—she had developed kidney failure. Before I could even process this, the doctor informed me that the surgery would cost 200 thousand dollars.I did not have that kind of money. Standing in the hospital corridor, overwhelmed and desperate, I saw Isaiah walking toward me.He said, "Aimee, agree to be with me again, and I'll give you 200 thousand dollars."I clenched my fists, saying nothing. Then, Isaiah stepped closer, whispering, "Don't you want to save your mom?"A wave of despair washed over me. I did not want to give in, but the thought of Mom

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  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 7

    I knew very well that Isaiah had never been sincere with me. His love was all an act, so when he showed up kneeling at Mom's door begging for forgiveness, I grabbed a bucket of cold water and dumped it over him.Soaked and humiliated, Isaiah stormed off angrily. I was relieved to finally get rid of him, but my relief was short-lived. That same day, Mom suddenly collapsed.I rushed her to the hospital, only to receive the devastating news—she had developed kidney failure. Before I could even process this, the doctor informed me that the surgery would cost 200 thousand dollars.I did not have that kind of money. Standing in the hospital corridor, overwhelmed and desperate, I saw Isaiah walking toward me.He said, "Aimee, agree to be with me again, and I'll give you 200 thousand dollars."I clenched my fists, saying nothing. Then, Isaiah stepped closer, whispering, "Don't you want to save your mom?"A wave of despair washed over me. I did not want to give in, but the thought of Mom

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 6

    I thought Isaiah would finally stop bothering me after I told him off, but I was wrong. He started waiting for me outside my office every evening and even sent flowers to my desk.My coworkers were curious about who was trying to woo me. However, I just laughed it off as I tossed the flowers into the trash, saying, "A dead man." I always believed that exes should stay out of our lives, remain in the past, and act like they never existed anymore.Isaiah also began waiting outside my apartment, each time with a gift in hand. One day, he brought an expensive box of jewelry, the logo revealing it cost thousands.I tossed it off the balcony right in front of Isaiah without hesitation. My reaction seemed to hurt him, and he stopped with the gifts after that.Not long after, I was laid off as part of a company-wide downsizing. To avoid Isaiah's relentless harassment, I decided to move back to my hometown.When Mom learned about the divorce, she did not blame me at all. She said some th

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 5

    Seeing Isaiah's face turn dark with anger after the slap was oddly satisfying. It felt like the heavy weight pressing on my chest for so long had finally been lifted.He spat out, "You're insane!"I was unfazed by his words. I knew that the only way to deal with a man like him was to show no mercy.Regina clung to his arm and whimpered pitifully, "Isaiah, don't be mad. Ms. Sinclair probably loves you too much and can't bear to lose you. She even called me the other woman just now."Isaiah glanced at me and sneered, "The one who isn't loved is the real 'other woman'!"I kept a blank expression. After all, I did not love him anymore, and his words could not hurt me in the slightest.Surprisingly, the slap seemed to work—Isaiah finally agreed to the divorce. If I had known this earlier, I would have slapped him a few more times to save myself the trouble.When I got the divorce certificate, I felt like I was reborn. A failed marriage was not the end of the world; the important thin

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 4

    I straightened my back, and my resolve was solid as steel. Isaiah looked down on me, convinced I would feel grateful for "marrying up" into his world of wealth and power. However, he was so wrong.I stated firmly, "Isaiah, if I could, I'd wish we'd never met. If you don't show up tomorrow, I'll file for a contested divorce through the court."Seeing my unwavering stance, Isaiah's face darkened. "Aimee, have you lost your mind? Do you even know how many women would do anything just for a glance from me, and here you are, talking about divorce!"Isaiah scoffed at my so-called ignorance, but I only pitied him for not understanding love—true love did not hinge on wealth or status.I replied, "Isaiah, I would rather you be that broke man drowning in debt than the lying billionaire you turned out to be. I did love you, but that version of you was a lie—a character you created, not the real you."Isaiah sneered, unwilling to believe me. "Aimee, drop the act. You should be honored that I

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 3

    Isaiah's smile froze for a moment. Nonetheless, he quickly composed himself—there was not even a flicker of guilt in his eyes after being exposed. His love for me had been nothing but a performance, and now, the real Isaiah was on full display—cold, selfish, and arrogant. He shrugged and said, "Looks like you really love me, huh? Recognizing me just from the back of my head."I stared at him, stunned. Then, my emotions finally erupted, and I shouted, "Isaiah, you're not worthy of my love! You're nothing but a piece of trash!"My entire body was trembling as I pulled the divorce papers I had prepared from my bag and threw them at him. I demanded, "Sign them!" Isaiah glanced at me in surprise, picking up the papers. As he flipped through them, his expression shifted to one of disbelief. He double-checked the documents as if he thought he had read them wrong, but the truth was plain—there was no mention of me asking for alimony. He looked at me with confusion and asked, "So,

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 2

    I thought I was his one true love, but it turned out I was just Isaiah's plaything. The happy and blissful marriage I had cherished was simply a fantasy he orchestrated. Isaiah was never an orphan, and all that talk about a failed business and owing more than a million dollars was a lie because his family was actually powerful and wealthy.Then, I heard someone else in the private room say, "By the way, I heard Regina was thrilled with the necklace you gave her last night, and she's thinking about rekindling things with you." Another voice chimed in, "If she finds out you're married, won't that break her heart?"Someone else added, "It serves Regina right for dumping Isaiah back then just to go abroad for her film career.""Don't you know that Isaiah only married that country bumpkin to get back at Regina?"My whole body trembled, and I nearly lost my balance. Not only did Isaiah not love me, but he had also turned me into a tool for his revenge against another woman. My heart wa

  • The Rich Man's Game: It's Over   Chapter 1

    It was late when I got home from work. After showering, I sat on the bed, scrolling through my phone, feeling exhausted. Suddenly, a notification popped up, and my heart skipped a beat."Top Actress Regina Brooks Celebrates Birthday With a Four-Million-Dollar Diamond Necklace Gifted by a Mysterious Tycoon."I rubbed my eyes, my hands trembling as I zoomed in on the photo. The man in the picture only showed his back. Nonetheless, after three years of marriage, I recognized him instantly. It was my husband, Isaiah Keller—he had a distinct black mole behind his ear that gave him away.Four million dollars was an astronomical amount to me. Just a few days ago, I went shopping with Isaiah and saw a 200-dollar purse that I liked. He said it was too expensive and told me not to buy it.I thought about it and figured 200 dollars could buy enough household supplies to last months, so I let it go. But now, I could not help but feel suffocated. Isaiah and I had met online. After chatting fo

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