Chapter 4

I didn’t tell anyone about winning the lottery. Instead, I disguised myself completely—baggy clothes, a mask, sunglasses, and even a new hairstyle. I made sure no one could recognize me before heading to the lottery office.

I declined all interviews with reporters, paid the taxes, and soon after, $4 million landed in my bank account.

Staring at all those zeros on the screen, I was so overwhelmed I couldn’t even speak.

In my previous life, after finding out I’d won, I dreamed of countless ways to improve my life. But not a single one of those dreams came true.

I still lived the same miserable existence—squeezing onto crowded buses every day to save money, refusing to buy even a bottle of water when I was thirsty. My boss and coworkers constantly picked on me, humiliating me at every turn. Even when I was burning up with a 102°F fever, I had to stay up late working overtime to finish reports.

Meanwhile, my uncle and aunt lived like royalty, using *my* money to buy a house, drive luxury cars, and feast on the best food while traveling the world.

My cousin posted pictures on social media, showing off his designer watch or the emblem of his sports car, captioned with:

*"Who can understand the loneliness of someone like me?"*

Well, now it’s my turn to experience the “loneliness of the rich.”

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