My Billionaire Best Friend's Brother is My Secret Hookup

I'm the ultimate sidekick to a billionaire heiress. She calls me her "bestie," swipes her black card to buy me clothes and bags, and I never, ever have to pay when we go shopping. Lately, the heiress has a crush on the campus heartthrob. She told me to go after him. "I know he and I are from different worlds and it would never work out, but it would kill me to see someone else snag him. You go after him, I'm giving him to you." ??? Emergency! How do I tell her that I literally just slept with her older brother? 01 "Chloe, you're my absolute best friend. Everyone else just wants my money, but you're the only one who doesn't want anything from me." The heiress, Serena, linked her arm through mine and affectionately rested her head on my shoulder. Hearing her say that... I felt incredibly guilty. Because not only did I want her money, I also wanted her brother. Back in high school, I saw her older brother come to pick her up. His face, his build—he looked better than a runway model. When he looked down and stubbed out his cigarette, that jawline struck me right in the heart! So, I latched onto Serena. She had a ton of fair-weather friends, but after a thorough screening, I was the only one left standing. Being friends with an heiress is honestly amazing. Just by sticking with her, I got chauffeured in luxury cars, had bills paid without a second glance at the price tag, and as a girl from an ordinary, working-class family, I got to experience a completely different lifestyle. I studied my ass off just to get into the same university as her. I simply refused to give up this kind of life. "Chloe, I really, really like Noah," Serena said, looking anxious and insecure lately. As her loyal minion, I immediately agreed: "He's totally worth liking! He's gorgeous, super smart, his only flaw is that his family background is a bit ordinary, like mine." Honestly, he was just a regular guy from an ordinary family. Noah was incredibly popular on campus. But to a billionaire heiress, he really wasn't enough. "I know we're destined not to be together, but it would kill me to see someone else snag him. You go after him, I'm giving him to you." She stopped walking, as if she had made a firm decision. Then she cupped my face and smiled, poking my dimple: "My Chloe is so pretty, snagging Noah will be a piece of cake!" Seeing her serious expression, I started to panic. Help, Serena, how do I tell you... I just slept with your brother last night... My legs are still jelly... 02 Putting myself in Serena's shoes for a second, I felt like a total piece of trash. So, I forced a stiff smile: "Ah, Noah isn't really my type." "Didn't you just say he was totally worth liking?" Serena gave me a suspicious look. "That doesn't feel right. He's the guy you like, after all..." I squirmed, trying to talk her out of this absurd idea. "So, if he ends up with someone else, I'd be devastated. But if he's with you, I'll just feel like my bestie found a great guy, and I'll be able to let it go..." The more sincere her smile was... The more guilty I felt. I thought for a second, my brain working in overdrive: "Compared to Noah, I actually think your brother is way hotter. Could I try going after your brother instead..." I asked, half-joking, half-serious. She waved her hand dismissively: "Forget it. My brother will definitely end up accepting an arranged marriage set up by our family. My parents are already looking for a fiancée for him. Going after my brother is doomed to fail, just like me and Noah. The gap is too wide." My head spun for a moment. Actually, I've known this would be the outcome for a very long time. I understood this reality, and even comforted myself by thinking I hadn't lost anything. It was a passionate fling, I got to experience the best, and that was enough. "Let me think about it..." I lowered my head, my voice muffled. "Chloe, trust me, Noah is really worth it. You two are from the same world." ... Right. Ordinary people from the same world. I shouldn't ask for too much. Sleeping with Liam for this long was already a massive win. "If you really don't mind, then I'll go after him." 03 Liam had been really busy lately. Sometimes he would lower his voice to take calls. His family was probably pressuring him. As his unqualified, secret girlfriend, I didn't even have the right to step foot in his family's home. "Good girl, Chloe." I gathered my emotions, smiled brightly, took the shopping list Serena gave me, and went to buy her things. She sent me Noah's Snapchat contact. Followed by a "You got this!" sticker. She had a gala to attend that night, a highly exclusive one. I wasn't qualified to go. After we parted ways, I thought about it. I crouched by the side of the road, drafting a breakup text. I wrote, deleted, and revised a thousand-word essay for a long time, but still couldn't bring myself to send it. My thrilling, one-year secret romance was finally coming to an end. "What kind of sweet nothings take half an hour to type?" Liam sent a voice memo first, his voice still that magnetic, seductive baritone. I let out a soft sigh. I deleted the essay. I was just a secret lover; what right did I have to initiate a breakup? To people like them, being dumped by someone like me would be an insult. "I missed my hubby." I chickened out again. I typed a perfunctory reply. I was shameless. I knew Liam could never marry me, but I always called him "hubby." He wasn't used to it at first, but later he grew to like it. He was typing. I was faster, sending another message. "Hubby, there's a bag I really want lately, it's twenty thousand dollars. I want it... purr purr~" I attached a sticker of a cute kitten aggressively nuzzling its owner. Being with Liam, I never lacked for money. He gave me even more than Serena did. 04 But this was the first time I explicitly asked for a bag. We had just slept together last night, and during the day I'm asking for a twenty-thousand-dollar bag. No matter how you look at it, I seem like a gold digger only after his money. To my surprise, he transferred the money without hesitation. "Go spend it." Looking at the twenty thousand, tears immediately fell from my eyes. Maybe in Liam's eyes, this was our ideal dynamic. I was just a woman trying to get money out of him. This was also the most comfortable arrangement for him. If I kept clinging to him demanding love, that would be ridiculous. I cried for a bit. Then I picked up my phone and typed again. "Hubby is so generous. Can hubby buy me an apartment? In the Upper East Side, I want to live there." "How much." He replied incredibly fast. I looked up the housing prices in that area and gasped. Ten million, starting. "Nine million." I let out a scoff, ultimately not typing "one hundred million." I could already picture him frowning at the message, confirming that I truly was a gold digger. "I'll have Mark take you there tomorrow to handle the paperwork." ??? I shot up from my crouch. Are you kidding me, bro?! This didn't even make you mad? My mind was a chaotic mess. I simply turned off my phone, refusing to think about it anymore. The next day, Serena asked me how my progress was. Only then did I realize Noah hadn't even added me back. "Progress: -1." "?" "He hasn't added me back." "Ugh, he's just like that. It took him five hours to add me back too." I patiently chatted with her for a long time. Serena had a hangover from last night, a perfect opportunity for me to show my worth and offer some warmth. But thinking about Liam made me inexplicably sad. That afternoon, just as I walked out of the library, Mark called. He said the paperwork was ready and told me to come sign it. 05 Is this for real? I braced myself and got into the car. The mocking I expected didn't happen. Mark respectfully brought me to the sales office. Into the VIP Client Manager's office. "I'm really signing this?" I really wanted to ask. We were already here. Wasn't he going to furiously mock me for being a gold digger? Mark, looking perplexed, pushed the contract towards me: "Although Mr. Sterling had his eye on a different building, he said this one is closer to you, making it more convenient." I glanced at the contract. My name. I sighed and put down the pen: "I'm sorry, I don't want it anymore." Mark looked completely bewildered. The Client Manager looked like she had been struck by lightning. "Ma'am, if you have any concerns, please let me know. I will do my absolute best to resolve any issues perfectly." The money could be refunded. But a house... that was too messy a tie. What was Liam thinking, actually agreeing to buy a house? I ended up running away. Accepting a house while dating and not being able to return it after a breakup was too much of a hassle. "You don't like it?" Liam called. His voice had that same magnetic, intoxicating calm. "I don't like it. Liam, I've thought about it. Let's break up. You don't like me anymore anyway." 06 What was I hesitating for? With these rich playboys, the messier the breakup, the more they hate you. If they don't hate you, it's even simpler. Just talk money, break up, and they find someone else. After I said that, the phone was silent for a long time. I pulled it away from my ear and glanced at it; the call timer was still running. So I hung up with a click. Then blocked and deleted his number in one smooth motion. I tried to look relaxed as I returned to my dorm. Serena predictably texted, urging me on. Feeling helpless, I tapped on Noah's Snapchat. Wait, contact cards require you to click 'Add Friend'? This time, when I sent the request, the other side accepted instantly. Then a "Hello" sticker flashed across the screen. I was feeling pretty down at the moment. With a wicked sense of humor, I replied with a dozen dramatic meme stickers, stringing them together to say: "See this flower? I'd rather throw it away than give it to you..." After sending them, I stared blankly at my phone. According to Serena's demands, to go after Noah... I should be sweet-talking him. But I just didn't have the energy. I wanted to cry so badly, but I held it in. "That's okay, where did you throw it?" "I'll go pick it up." Noah sent a voice message. 07 As the campus heartthrob, Noah's voice had a boyish quality—a lazy, clear, sunny tone. Completely different from Liam's deep, magnetic, mature voice. And that sentence he just said was undeniably flirtatious. The key point being, he didn't even know who I was. Based purely on my avatar—a dark, edgy little black rabbit. There was absolutely nothing flirtatious about it. ...So this guy really wasn't picky at all. Flirting with anyone who came his way. A true "cast a wide net" kind of guy. The guy Serena liked turned out to be just like this. "Did he accept? Send me a screenshot." Serena texted. 08 I was too embarrassed to screenshot my own meme spam, afraid she would scold me. When I sent the screenshot, she asked, completely confused: "Noah actually sends meme stickers? And he initiated it? Babe, I'm shipping this so hard." If you heard the voice message, you'd ship it even harder. I wanted to block and delete Noah too, but I held back. After breaking up with Liam, I basically stopped going out. Every day, I just shuttled between three places. If I wasn't studying, I was eating or sleeping. I didn't even have the energy to cater to Serena. "Chloe, go to The Lumière Room tonight. I have a party later, wait for me in the lobby. It'll be too late to get a car. You have to come." Serena issued a command. It was an absolute order. Since I was no longer with Liam, I figured I shouldn't continue being Serena's minion. What if I ran into Liam? I'd be exposed. Serena's revenge would likely be terrifying. I didn't want to go. But she didn't give me a chance to refuse. "Oh right, Chloe. Noah doesn't seem to be poor. I just saw him appear next to Mr. Vanderbilt. I think he's Mr. Vanderbilt's grandson? Look into his background for me. Don't go after him for now." Serena called. Her tone was very excited. I sighed in relief. Finally, I was off the hook from this ridiculous pursuit. I quickly nodded: "Should I delete him then? Honestly, I always thought you two were a match made in heaven. Now that you're from the same world, isn't that even better? That's amazing." "Then delete him, Chloe. I know you don't like him anyway, so we won't force it." Serena smiled. "Oh, screen record yourself blocking and deleting him for me. I want to know you truly don't care." "Okay." I had been too dismissive the past couple of days. Now that Serena was hungover and dizzy, it was originally a great opportunity for me to show my worth and provide some comfort. But thinking of Liam made me inexplicably sad. I hung up the phone, started screen recording, blocked and deleted Noah. Then I sent the screenshot of my blocked list to her to check. I suddenly had a bad feeling. I checked my phone, and the feeling grew stronger! Holy shit! I told you I forgot something! 09