This Background Girl Is Cashing In

My second year inside a novel.

While I was feeding medicine to the old man I’d rescued from the roadside, a line of text suddenly floated across my vision:

[That’s the richest man in New York! The male lead is so damn lucky. The heroine was the one who saved him, but the first person he saw when he woke up was the male lead. Then that brat used his connections to climb straight to the top.]

My hand trembled around the spoon. I immediately set down the medicine and shook the old man awake.