The Heiress and the Hustler
Language: en
After my family went bankrupt, I was picked up off the street by my former, gloomy lackey and taken to his cramped rental apartment. I was spoiled and delicate, constantly complaining about the food and the living conditions. To support me, he worked eight part-time jobs a day. The way he looked at me grew darker and more terrifying by the minute. But the conditions were still subpar, and I honestly couldn't stand it anymore. The day I decided to throw a tantrum and leave, a translucent comment stream—like a Twitch chat—floated across my vision. [Just let the side character leave.…