Fake Heir Accuses Me of Theft, and My Allies Panic
Language: en
On the eve of the Wall Street Market crash, I chose to withdraw from the American Stock Tycoon Championship. Both of my so-called childhood friends bombarded me with calls, ordering me to keep competing. I hung up, yanked out the SIM card, flushed it down the toilet, and made myself a bowl of instant noodles. While the stock market roared on, I binged a TV series. In my past life, after I won the championship, the fake heir stormed the stage, tearfully accusing me of stealing his stock trading strategies. My two childhood friends turned on me, each slapping me across the face, publicly…