After Driving Away the Fake Heiress, The Family Went Bankrupt
I was born with a built-in fortune system. Whenever I'm happy, everyone around me makes money.
To keep me in a good mood, my billionaire father takes me out on adventures every single day, showering me with limited-edition sneakers, private yacht charters, and one-of-a-kind luxury items.
It all comes down to one thing: the Connolly Group's luck is tied directly to my emotional state.
As long as I'm laughing hard enough to snort, the stock price climbs and the money pours in.
The moment my mood tanks, the losses start. At worst, the whole thing goes bankrupt.
Take last month. One of the cleaning staff accidentally tossed out half a macaron I'd left sitting on the counter, and I was mildly ann