My family threw me into a lethal storm, but by midnight, I was worth $46 million. Next morning, 83 missed calls haunted my phone. At the restaurant, my brother barked, “My fund needs $15M. Give it to me!” Staring at the monsters who crushed my soul, I smiled coldly, “The real game starts now.” This fortune isn’t for sharing; it’s the fuel I’ll use to burn their legacy to the ground.
“It’s just business, Olivia,” she said, her voice eerily calm and utterly hollow. “Harrison and Naomi need the guest house. Their real estate fund is growing exponentially, and they require …
My family threw me into a lethal storm, but by midnight, I was worth $46 million. Next morning, 83 missed calls haunted my phone. At the restaurant, my brother barked, “My fund needs $15M. Give it to me!” Staring at the monsters who crushed my soul, I smiled coldly, “The real game starts now.” This fortune isn’t for sharing; it’s the fuel I’ll use to burn their legacy to the ground. Read More