My Billionaire Dad Became a Lovesick Fool

Chapter 1

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My dad is a well-known billionaire. But last year, he suddenly became completely whipped.

He declared he was going to transfer all his assets to his new, much younger girlfriend. He claimed they were soulmates.

I almost laughed out loud. I forced him to sign a "love test wager."

He was incredibly confident. That is, until he saw his little girlfriend doing everything she could to seduce me.

I thought he lost. But in the end, I was the one who learned a lesson.

"Chloe and I are in true love! You just don't get it!"

My sixty-something father was about to sign the asset transfer agreement with a dramatic flourish of his pen.

Right before his pen touched the paper, I snatched the document away, leaving his hand hanging in the air.

"In love with what? Your age? Your bald head? Or your wrinkling, saggy skin?"

I honestly couldn't understand it. In his youth, he had been a legendary figure in the business world.

How did his brain rot so quickly starting last year?

My dad glared at me and tried to grab the papers back.

"Give it back! Chloe is right. I’m not dead yet, and you’re already eyeing my money!"

"All you care about is money! You probably wish I'd drop dead tomorrow. Well, I won't let you have your way!"

It was always Chloe this, Chloe that. He was completely brainwashed by that woman.

To be able to twist my dad around her little finger, she definitely had some skills.

"Do you really think that woman loves you?"

"Of course!"

My dad answered instantly, without a shred of hesitation.

"Fine. Then do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"If you win, I won't say a word about you transferring all your assets to her."

"I'll even transfer my own company to her as a wedding gift."

My dad fell silent, eyeing me suspiciously.

I felt a flicker of hope, thinking his rusty brain was finally working and that he was starting to doubt her intentions.

But then he said...

"Since when are you this generous, you money-grubber?"

"Hurry up! Write it down. We need a signed contract. No backing out!"

I almost burst out laughing. Wow. He really didn't think he could lose!

"Fine. But if you lose, all your assets go to me."

"Also, you can't tell that woman anything about this wager."

"And once the agreement is signed, you must follow my arrangements completely."

My dad agreed to all my conditions. But given his severe case of love-brain, I didn't trust him.

So, the moment he signed, I ignored his protests and confiscated all his communication devices.

At the same time, I staged a fake kidnapping scenario. In reality, I just sent him to a secluded vacation resort.

After setting everything up, I sat at the dining table, cutting my steak with ease, patiently waiting for the woman to show up.