She Spent My Ransom on Her Ex, Now I'm Dead

What it’s about

The day I was kidnapped, the abductors called my fiancée of five years, demanding a $50,000 ransom.

But she only sounded irritated on the other end. "Ethan, you know I don't have that kind of money."

"I just lent our remaining fifty thousand to Julian."

My fiancée was supposedly poor, yet she didn’t hesitate for a second to give away all our savings to rescue her childhood crush.

But after my death, as my spirit floated by her side, I discovered the truth. She was actually a billionaire heiress from New York's elite high society.

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