Designer Bags and Deadly Curses
Language: en
Everyone in Manhattan high society knew that among the three heiresses of the billionaire Kingsley dynasty, the youngest was an irredeemable spendthrift. I had exactly one skill in life, and that was burning through money. The irony, of course, was that the rest of the Kingsley family was a fortress of ruthless overachievers. My eldest sister, Charlotte, controlled a multi-billion-dollar private equity portfolio by the age of twenty-four. My second sister, Sadie, had swept every international computer science accolade and algorithm prize in existence by twenty. And then there was me. At…