The Billionaire Who Saved Me After You Broke Me

Six years after the breakup.

I received a message from an unknown number.

It read:

Jade, how have you been? Are you in some kind of trouble? I heard you've been picking up side jobs lately. Do you remember that puzzle I gave you? There's money inside. Use it for now. Consider it a gift, freely given.

I dug the puzzle out from a dusty corner of my storage room.

Piece by piece, I pried apart the yellowing fragments.

Just as the message said, there was money hidden inside.

Thirteen thousand, one hundred and forty dollars. Not a cent more, not a cent less.