Late to the Party, Early to the Payday
Language: en
After the story's grand finale, I arrived fashionably late, transmigrating into the wealthy, vicious young lady of the novel. I raised my arms and cheered on the spot: "Poor for twenty-two years, suddenly striking it rich! Tonight, I'm custom-ordering a massive gold bracelet, just like a baller!" Excited heart, trembling hands. When I checked my phone balance, there was only twenty bucks left. A subscription renewal instantly deducted nineteen. Only then did it hit me. Because I was obsessed with the male lead and repeatedly framed the female lead, my family had been suppressed by…