My brother depends on me to be worth more than 100 million, but he thinks it's bad luck for me to collect pets 'corpses

Chapter 1

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My brother, thanks to me, became the most trustworthy owner in the pet business.

Today was the day of his magazine interview. At the celebratory banquet, he grandly announced that his pet brand was valued at over a hundred million dollars.

My mom excitedly told the reporter, “Our Justin just has such a big heart, so patient with little animals.”

The reporter looked at me. “I heard the older sister is specifically in charge of after-sales service?”

Justin’s face immediately darkened. “Her? She’s just a pet mortician, a jinx! Don’t let her bad luck touch our family’s fortune.”

He shoved a cheap amulet into my hand and pushed me away in front of everyone.

I watched his hypocritical face, calmly opening the largest pet owner forum in the country.

I posted a new thread using the ID Soul Whisperer, a name known to everyone in the industry.

“Effective immediately, Eminent Pets is permanently blacklisted by me. Also, a bonus: this brand’s puppy/kitten mortality rate over the past three months is 40%. Cause of death: inbreeding.”