Call Me Lucky: I'm Winning in Life

At that moment, I hadn't cried because I was hungry.I'd cried because Whitney had suffered multiple blows from a cane after the director found out she'd stolen the pies. She'd clutched them to her chest, protecting them with everything she had.By the time she handed them to me, her entire body was covered in bruises. Bloody scratches marked her thin face, but her eyes were bright as she smiled and urged me to eat."I don't know what to do with you. You'd better make a ton of money and pay me back one day, you little brat," she'd joked carelessly.I lowered my head even more, but my tears wouldn't stop streaming down my face. It was the first time anyone had ever been so good to me, and I was moved.So, I lent her all my extraordinary luck. After that, she was never caught stealing again. Everything started going smoothly for her, so much so that even the orphanage director began treating her well.I didn't have to go hungry anymore. Whenever Whitney got something, she would alw

Back then, Whitney had sworn up and down that she only cared about studying as she planned to be our parents' successor and take over the family business.When Dad found out about her and Simon, he was furious and made us kneel right then and there. Mom couldn't bear seeing us kneeling out at night, so she pleaded, threw a fit, and eventually got him to soften a little."I'll let you off if you get first place in this month's exam."When Whitney heard the condition, she agreed confidently. "Don't worry, Dad. I'll always be first in our grade no matter what."Meanwhile, I let out a cold laugh where no one could see. Perhaps it was time for some change, seeing as she'd gotten all her luck from me.Even after Whitney reunited with her birth parents, it hadn't been easy. Dad's expectations were high—he wanted her to study finance and master every subject.He was grooming her to be the heiress, but she'd grown up in the orphanage and had barely attended school. Compared to kids her ag

Whitney's expression dimmed, a flash of irritation showing in her eyes."Don't forget, Gabriel—without me, you wouldn't be living this kind of life. I've gotten sick of your attitude lately. You really want to go against me now, huh?"I laughed brightly, almost too cheerfully. Tears welled up in my eyes at one point, but I answered, "Yeah. I do want to go against you. Honestly, I've been sick of you for a long time, too.""You've changed, Gabriel."I ignored her. Her ten minutes were up, so I turned and headed straight back to class.I didn't have much time left. I needed to use every second I had to study and carve out a secure future for myself.…When our monthly exam results came out, Dad exploded. He grabbed the ashtray on the table and hurled it straight at Whitney's forehead."Look at your result! You didn't even make it to the top ten in your class, and you dared to boast about getting first place in the whole grade? You'll be the death of me!"Indeed, Whitney used to

Whitney's expression shifted, unpredictable as ever. I added, "Oh, actually, I don't have a sister anymore. Don't think I need one either.""You're just throwing yet another tantrum!" she snapped.I ignored her this time and turned on my heel, heading straight home.In the past life, Whitney's attitude toward me had completely changed after she reunited with the Johnsons. No matter what I did, she only saw it as a tantrum.She sided with outsiders against me, while I'd only ever wanted the best for her. In the end, I was forced to be a pathetic beggar on the streets.The next day, the video of Simon bullying me went viral online. The situation spiraled out of control, and people were outraged that school bullying was still rampant.Simon's words, which discriminated against the lower and middle classes, drove them mad with fury. They were livid at his arrogant, tyrannical behaviour.The school couldn't bury the incident since it had already blown up so much. Even Simon's past vi

Back then, when Whitney caught sight of the marks on Simon's body, her eyes filled with disdain. He noticed it, too. Agonized, he spun around and ran off in anger.No one expected it, but just as he turned the corner, a speeding car came out of nowhere and hit him. He died on the spot.Still, Whitney blamed everything on me. She twisted the truth, flipped the story, and turned me into the villain responsible for his death.In my past life, she was the pride of the school, representing it in countless competitions and collecting awards left and right.So everyone believed her, no matter what she said. Even those who'd tried to defend me at that time mysteriously disappeared later.Back then, I couldn't understand why things had spiraled in that direction, but I understood now. For the sake of her future, Whitney was capable of anything.The first wave of disgust had hit me hard. I ended up vomiting in the bathroom for half an hour.Later, I learned that Simon had planned to go ab