The Reed family was finished.
Steven's father passed away in the hospital. They couldn't even afford to give him a proper funeral.
The once untouchable prince of the capital's elite circle had become a penniless man drowning in debt.
Ironically, he had finally become the poor person he'd once pretended to be.
One day, I drove out to a construction site on the outskirts of the city.
It was the exact place where Steven had played the role of a hardworking laborer to deceive me.
Wearing sunglasses and high heels, I walked across the muddy ground.
The workers nearby stared at me curiously.
In a corner of the site, I found him. Steven was dressed in filthy work clothes, his face covered in dust. He was carrying a heavy sack of cement up the stairs.
His back was bent under the weight. H
