Chapter 3

At dinner that night, Yvonne came home.

As soon as she walked in, she eagerly announced that she was going to marry Zack.

When our parents heard this, they nearly dropped their chopsticks in shock.

"Yvonne, why on earth would you do that?

"Zack has been held back so many times, he's in his 20s and still retaking high school. How could he be good enough for you?"

Yvonne shook her head firmly. "Dad, Mom, I promise you, Zack may be down on his luck now, but he'll be hugely successful in the future!"

Our parents couldn't believe it and tried even harder to dissuade her. Mom even started crying.

Finally, Yvonne got fed up and shouted: "It doesn't matter if you try to stop me, I'm already Zack's woman."

Our parents were stunned.

Seeing their shocked and despairing expressions, Yvonne calmly smiled. She sat down next to them, affectionately putting her arms around their shoulders to comfort them:

"Mom, Dad, you have to trust your daughter.

"Remember when I told Dad not to do business with Uncle Liu, and told Mom not to go to that clinic on the east side? Now it turns out Uncle Liu ran off with the money, and that shady clinic had a medical accident.

"You see, everything I say comes true - don't you remember the fortune teller said I was born under a lucky star?"

After Yvonne finished speaking, our parents' expressions softened considerably.

She pressed on: "So you should trust my judgment about men too. Zack has incredible financial luck. In the future, our whole family will benefit."

Mom was the first to be swayed: "Really?"

Yvonne smiled. "Of course."

Dad was also gradually convinced by Yvonne's confidence. He even started worrying in advance: "If Zack becomes successful, will he mistreat you?"

Yvonne laughed lightly. "He won't. Zack is clearly the doting husband type."

She must have been thinking of our past life.

After Zack's identity as the Wolf of Wall Street was revealed, countless young beauties threw themselves at him. But he always kept his eyes straight ahead, treating me, his original wife, better and better. He'd open car doors for me, serve me food at meals, and never dared to disobey me.

Meanwhile, although Yvonne's rich husband was drowning in debt, it didn't stop him from openly ogling pretty young girls on the street.

The contrast made Yvonne green with envy.

Now, listening to Yvonne sing Zack's praises to our parents, I kept my head down and focused on eating, pretending not to hear.

But even though I didn't want to engage with Yvonne, she insisted on getting my attention.

That night, Yvonne pushed open the door to my room. She stared at me as I concentrated on my homework, a cold smirk on her face.

"Olivia Quinn, don't think I don't know what you're up to - acting all quiet on the surface, but inside you're scheming how to steal Zack back. Am I right?"

How should I put this... My sister's mindset was so small, I was almost embarrassed to admit we came from the same mother.

But I was happy to let her misunderstand. Let Zack occupy all her attention - that way, she wouldn't compete with me for what really mattered.

As Yvonne spoke, she walked over and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at the mirror beside us.

"I advise you not to waste your energy. Look at yourself - how could you possibly compete with me?"

The mirror showed a skinny, dark-skinned girl wearing thick-framed glasses and an old, baggy school uniform.

Next to her stood Yvonne with her fair, porcelain skin, silky black hair, and trendy new dress - the kind of stunning beauty that turned heads wherever she went.

I did look less refined than Yvonne. Plus, our parents favored her, giving her the best food and clothes, which made me look even more malnourished and sickly in comparison.

"Look at yourself. You really think any guy would like you?" Yvonne kept taunting me relentlessly by my ear, as if venting all the frustrations she'd suffered in her past life.

"Zack was originally my loyal puppy. He only married you last time because he couldn't have me.

"This time, I won't give you the chance.

"I'll marry him as soon as I'm old enough. Then when he becomes the Wolf of Wall Street, half of his fortune will be mine!"

Yvonne's eyes gleamed as she said this.

Indeed, at his peak, the Wolf of Wall Street had billions in assets. Getting half in a divorce would be enough to live in luxury and date young studs for the rest of her life.

I twirled the pen in my hand, keeping my head lowered.

Yvonne thought I was crushed by her words.

But in reality, I was lowering my head to hide my smile.

My dear sister, I quite enjoy your contempt for me.

It's precisely because of this deeply ingrained contempt that even if you were reborn a million times, you'd never guess -

I was the real Wolf of Wall Street.

Yes, I was the one who built an empire from scratch through wisdom, courage and luck. I first made a fortune in the stock market, then invested heavily in Bitcoin at the perfect time, achieving true financial freedom.

Since my username on investment forums was "qwertyu" - just random keys I'd hit on the keyboard - people called me the "Q God".

So many were curious about Q God's true identity. I knew I couldn't hide behind the scenes forever.

So I pushed Zack out as my front man, making him my puppet.

Or rather, my scapegoat.

After all, our world of high finance was full of dramatic ups and downs. The nouveau riche became targets of universal envy, while the suddenly destitute attracted desperate characters.

Over those years, Zack was kidnapped three times and violently beaten by enemies four times.

When he came back with me to visit relatives, he had just been beaten up, with a broken rib.

That's why when Yvonne hugged him, he not only gasped in pain but immediately pushed her away.

But even though he bore all the attacks as the public face, Zack absolutely didn't dare reveal the truth.

He couldn't afford to offend me.

As a puppet, he could at least enjoy the glory.

Without me, he truly would be nothing.

Now, looking at the clueless Yvonne, I gave a sincere smile.

"Sister," I said softly, "I wish you and Zack a lifetime of happiness."

Go ahead and tie yourself to him.

Meanwhile, I'll focus on acing my college entrance exams, saving money, going to university in Beijing, and leaving this family behind forever.

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