Financial Freedom
Language: en
Right before the market crashed, I cashed out and moved to Thailand, my fortune already made. The financial news anchor, the one who prided himself on his market analysis, called me in a frenzy, demanding to know why I had bailed. My father called, screaming that I was an ungrateful bastard. But I was calm. “Everything is fate,” I told them. “We are but puppets on its strings.” In my past life, I was a top-tier financial analyst. I predicted a hot stock was about to plummet and immediately warned my friends. But they stormed my house, furious, telling me their investments were trapped,…