I Married the Fake Poor Billionaire
Chapter 4
I sneakily glanced at the golden wealth line rising behind him.
He was still pretending to be broke.
Asking him to give me millions was unrealistic.
But asking him to use his connections to get me a job?
That wasn't too greedy, right?
I sighed, pretending to be stressed.
"Just being able to eat three meals a day would be great! I hope to find a job as soon as possible, save some money, and move out of that basement."
Christian raised an eyebrow mysteriously.
"Maybe your wish will come true sooner than you think."
*[True.]*
My heart swelled with anticipation.
Although I still didn't know the exact details of Christian’s background, I knew he was powerful.
After thanking him sincerely for the lunch, I splurged to buy him a cheap ice cream for dessert.
He finally walked me to the subway station, looking reluctant to say goodbye.
To my absolute shock, right after Christian left, I received a phone call from the HR department of a major listed corporation I had interviewed with earlier.
"Is this Miss Amber Miller? Congratulations, you’ve passed the interview. Is it convenient for you to come in tomorrow to complete the onboarding process?"
I held my phone, freezing for several seconds.
I didn't know the exact connection between this company and Christian.
But I was absolutely certain this stroke of luck wasn't from heaven—it was from Christian.
The next day, I smoothly completed my onboarding. The entire process was easier than I could have ever imagined.
Excited, I messaged Christian on Snapchat:
*You are literally my lucky charm! I actually got the job!*
*This luck is all thanks to you. I have to treat you to dinner to thank you!*
Christian readily agreed.
He still showed up in that same cheap, worn-out outfit, even adding a lame excuse:
"I haven't bought new clothes in forever. I only have this one set to wear for dates. Please don't write me off."
While he said this, the warning *[Lie]* was screaming in my head.
But I didn't call him out. I just smiled.
"Once I get my first paycheck, I'll buy you some brand new clothes!"
Christian looked genuinely surprised.
"You can barely feed yourself, and you want to buy me clothes?"
"Well, you treated me to a buffet and listened to me complain. You’re good to me, so I should be good to you."
The warmth and emotion on Christian’s face this time had absolutely no hint of acting.
From that day on, I threw myself into my new job, working hard for my future.
Christian and I met up almost every day, and we grew closer and closer.
Even though we still mostly met at cheap diners, Christian seemed more and more relaxed. He didn't try to test or probe me anymore.
On payday, I kept my promise and took Christian to buy a new shirt and jeans.
Holding the clothes I bought him, Christian looked at me with a deep, emotional gaze.
"Amber, don't worry. Your good luck has only just begun."
He told me he had to be busy for a few days.
Once he was done, he would give me a massive surprise.
I wasn't sure what he meant, and I didn't dare to fantasize too much.
In fact, I thought it was better if Christian just kept pretending to be broke.
When he was pretending, we could interact like equals.
What if one day he stopped acting?
What if he turned back into a high-and-mighty billionaire? I wouldn't even know how to face him.
For the next few days, I really couldn't reach him.
He would occasionally send me a Snapchat message, telling me to be patient.
But before I could wait for Christian, the person I least wanted to see showed up.
Chloe had somehow found out my office address.
"Amber, how far have you gotten with that blind date of mine? Call him out right now. I need to take a good look at him."
"I went to a luxury hotel with my friends today, and I saw him from a distance. He was surrounded by a crowd of people, and everyone was calling him Mr. Vance!"
With a furious expression, Chloe shoved her phone screen right into my face.
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