Se connecterAs the son of Harbor City's casino magnate, I willingly handed control of the World Cup book to my stepsister, Sophie Bell. It was only because, in my last life, Sophie, who had never watched soccer seriously, suddenly turned into the family's lucky charm and called sixteen World Cup matches in a row. Every single night I stayed up breaking down each team's tactics and studying the players' habits and tricks. Yet Sophie could always predict the exact score, a step ahead, saying out loud the very answer in my mind. "Admit it, Adrian. I'm just stronger than you! Everyone, listen to me and go all in!" After that, the whole internet worshiped her as a goddess and praised her as a natural-born betting queen. Everyone mocked me as nothing but a fraud who'd never deserved his name. I was driven out of the family, and in a daze, someone shoved me off a high-rise. Only in that moment did I finally learn the truth: my stepsister could eavesdrop on my thoughts in real time. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night the World Cup began. This time, I didn't watch the matches. Instead, I looped through my head: "Darling, hold my hands. Nothing beats a jet 2 holiday, right now you can..."
Voir plusBut Marissa was still a step too late.The whole internet exploded.Dense comments crashed across the live-stream so fast the servers nearly gave out.[Wait??? What did I just hear? His daughter?][Think about it. So Sophie wasn't some proper stepdaughter from a second marriage. She's an illegitimate daughter?][A high-society scandal blown wide open! Mr. Foster hid this for years!][No wonder he was so biased. No wonder she dared fight the legitimate eldest son for the inheritance. She's his biological daughter!]No one had expected a World Cup betting farce to expose the Foster family's private scandal.The matter swept across the internet instantly.Related hashtags dominated the trending lists for three full days, and no amount of suppression worked.In just a few days, Foster Group's stock price kept nose-diving. Several projects were forced to a halt, and the corporation fell into an unprecedented crisis.Sophie still refused to repent.At home, she ranted like a luna
The venue was a mess, and the farce only grew worse.My father looked at the absurd scene before him, and the anger he had been storing finally erupted."Enough!"You've made trouble again and again, and you keep slandering your brother. What are you trying to do?"Sophie froze.In the next second, her knees went weak, and she dropped straight to the floor.Tears poured down her face as she pressed her forehead to the floor and tried to explain."Dad! I'm not making trouble! I'm not crazy!"She cried until her voice tore."Dad, believe me just this once! Adrian really hurt me!"Everything was his doing. It really was him!"My father laughed from anger as he watched her cling to her accusation."Fine. Since you insist your brother hurt you..."Tell me exactly how he did it."He looked down at her, his voice cold."Did he pry open your mouth and force you to sing that nonsense?"Sophie's mouth opened and closed, but she could not squeeze out a full sentence."I... I..."
The moment those words came out, the livestream exploded.Comments flooded the screen so densely they were almost unreadable.[Holy crap! We're witnessing history! The Foster inheritance is being decided by a match?][Wait, isn't Sophie only the stepdaughter? She can fight the legitimate eldest son for succession?][I'm already laughing. I'll remember the meme loop disaster forever.][Betting queen round two! Comeback miracle, or final collapse?][I'm betting on a comeback. Last time was just nerves!]The whole internet watched. The whole city waited.After a long silence, I put on the look of someone being forced into agreement."All right. I'll listen to Dad."Soon, the World Cup match began.Sophie and I stood side by side before the giant event screen, under the eyes of the city.The commentator's excited voice rang out.The match shifted rapidly, the atmosphere tightening to the extreme.My father sat in the main seat, his gaze moving between us."Well? The game is
The first thing Sophie did after opening her eyes was lock onto me on the sofa.I looked at her innocently."Sophie, what are you talking about? I don't understand."She pushed herself upright, unwillingness filling her voice."Why didn't you properly analyze the World Cup that day?"I scratched my head in confusion, my face flawless."The World Cup book had already been handed entirely to you."I thought it had nothing to do with me, so I didn't think about it anymore."My answer left Sophie speechless. She growled through clenched teeth."Do you know you killed me?"The whole internet is laughing at me now. Everyone is watching me make a fool of myself."My eyes stayed clear and confused."But what does that have to do with me?"Can my thoughts control your decisions?"Sophie bit her lip, rage and resentment burning in her face."So I'm supposed to carry the Foster family's responsibility all by myself?"I may be operating the book, but you're the eldest son of the Fo






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