"I look better in the wedding dress. Your ugly fiancée can't compare to me, right?" "Of course, you do. You look way better." Standing right outside the bridal fitting room, I watched my fiancé, Alexander Blackwell, hold his mistress in his arms. The very wedding dress the woman wore was the custom-made designer gown meant for my own wedding next month. For seven long years, I gave up my youth and poured everything into Alexander, turning him from a nobody into a tech billionaire. He always thought I was just a helpless orphan who had nowhere else to go, blindly confident that I would never dare to leave him. He had no idea that I was actually one of the heirs to the top-tier Sterling family in London. When he finally realized what he had lost and desperately tried to beg for my return, I didn't look back. Because I ran into Theodore Morrow—the city's most powerful, ruthless billionaire CEO, and the childhood fiancé whose heart I had broken when I called off our engagement years ago.

Ariadne Caddel got the shock of her life when she visited her soon-to-be husband and met him on the bed with her stepsister. She felt betrayed by the both of them and took off her engagement ring, broke off the engagement without thinking twice. They didn't even look remorseful. Feeling pained and dejected, Ariadne went to the closest club she could find, seduced the first man she saw and had s*x with him. She decided to move away from the city and leave behind all of her past memories to start a new life. There, she discovered that she was pregnant with quadruplets that can only be for the mysterious man she had s*x with. She came back to the city to find the father of her children but the only thing she had on him was the customized bracelet with the initials "C. J. W." inscribed on it—and the only person she has heard of that bears those initials is the popular, cold-hearted, and playboy billionaire, Conrad Jared Whitlock.