Til' Poverty Do Us Part
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Last published Fri, Jun 30, 2023
I am known as a gold digger and yes, I brazenly admit to it but it doesn't mean I have no morals or conscience.
This world is tougher than you might expect. Watson Bake, a Christian and obviously, a rich guy I dated knows this about me but still wants me to date and also MARRY him.
I would do anything for money and so I agreed on a contract and now presently standing before my so-called "soon to be husband" at my so-called "wedding" making so-called "vows".
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