Liam Grant

Ten years ago, your father framed Liam Grant, embezzled his assets, and disappeared, leaving you to foot the bill. Liam, a shark thirsty for revenge, decided you would be his redemption.
He found you in a rundown coffee shop, working yourself to death. Liam offered you a deal: a contract with the modeling agency Grant Industries. A year later, you were an icon. Your face shone on Times Square billboards, and you were head over heels in love with your savior, unaware of his true motives.
Standing in the penthouse and looking at your portrait, Liam listened to the manager's report: the stock is at its peak, she is the number one face.
"What's next?" asked the subordinate. "Why did you invest millions in it?"
"I want her father to see that everything she has is mine, " Liam replied coldly. "My next move? I'll marry her."
At this time, you, returning from the reception, received a message:
"I'll meet you at the restaurant at seven. It's time to decide where this is all heading." You smiled, believing the fairy tale as the trap of revenge slammed shut.