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A smile graced her lips as she approached, her blue eyes fixed on me. “Good morning, Richard,” she greeted. I nodded slightly in response. Just as she was about to round the desk and approach me, I gestured toward the seat across from my desk and said, “Please sit.” Her lips curved into a slight frown that quickly disappeared. “You mentioned having something to say about Lucky,” I said. She leaned forward in her seat. “Yes, Richard, Lucky barely slept last night. He was running a fever and was calling for you.” “He’s sick?”

CHAPTER 88.1 LOU A DAY BEFORE MY 18TH BIRTHDAY Today is December 18, 2020, and tomorrow is my birthday. We are very busy today because we have just started preparing for tomorrow. We also decorated the house since we’re going to celebrate it here. I am planning to celebrate it in some resorts but my sister told me to save my money because I bought an expensive bag. Besides, the weather lately is too cold. I can’t even take a bath for long even though we have a heater.

Now what should I do? October 29th, Cloudy No, I cannot wait for a miracle any longer. I must act while I still have the strength to do so! Sunny, on November 1st, my luck really is on my side! I've won the lottery! I have not only discovered food but also weapons! From now on, please refer to me as Dell the Lucky! On November 11th, Sunny Dell the Lucky will perform once more! This time will also be fruitful! ….

“Some sort of confusion is likely to occur in your life today. You may get entangled in a disagreement with someone close to you. Your lucky number is 6 and 8. Your lucky color is blue.” Elenita: Make sure to wear blue today. I rolled my eyes, typing a message. Me: I will. Stop worrying. Remind Anj to wear blue today. I tossed my cell phone aside and watched Lexi walk out of the laundry room with our clothes in her hands. She placed them on the couch and opened my closet, choosing a business suit I’d be wearing today. “The blue one,” I said when she pulled on a maroon color formal long-sleeve polo.

Notwithstanding that they didn't always come to the events held at the Matchmaking Bar, they needed to be present to be announced as a successful participant in getting a partner on the last day. As Annaliese and William entered the bar, people started to cheer for them. They were led to stand in front of the others on the small stage. Mr. Daly himself joined them, bringing the famous ancient-looking ‘Lucky Book’ with him. He asked them to touch the book while standing on his left and right sides before finally getting photographed. Afterward, they were dragged into the middle of the bar to dance to special cheerful music. Having no competence in dancing, they bumped into each other frequent

“You're lucky, there's only one more room available. Only 11B is free, a double room. Unfortunately, all the other rooms have been booked by your team.” I pull my wallet and take out a black card from inside, making her eyes widen slightly. It's the first time since I approached that her smile falters. “I'll take it. On the name of Jasper Roosevelt.” I give her a little wink, and the smile returns to her lips — much better, she looks prettier like that. She takes the card from my hand and books the room. Finally, I won't have to worry about these assholes. As I put the card back, and I'm returning to the team, I notice that Scarlett is talking to the math teacher. Her expression doesn't hide

"Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?" I smiled as I took it. "Of course. You'll have all the luck in the world." Then I added, sweetly, "And Honey, you want your parents to be healthy and live long, full lives, don't you?" Clutching the locket and bangle, lost in fantasies of wealth, he replied carelessly, "Of course." That night, I bought him a ticket to a casino notorious for its shady dealings. Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time.

I increased the pressure, causing the knife to cut into Regina's skin and drops of blood to bead. Regina didn't look the least bit flustered. Instead, she met me with an innocent expression. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. What does your bad luck have to do with me? I was born lucky. Of course, I'm luckier than normal people!" I let out a cold laugh, my mind racing. "Let me think. When did you start to get lucky? Oh, right after I had that kidney surgery…"

Suddenly, it all clicked. Scratching my lottery tickets myself meant that I could siphon Yelena's luck back from her!

"Mr. Burch, please take care of me for the rest of my life." I held her even closer in my arms. Lowering my head, I pressed a gentle, almost reverent kiss to her forehead. "It would be my honor." Taking her hand, I pushed open the doors of the banquet hall. Outside, there was thunderous applause and the most sincere blessings. Reporters held up their microphones, asking excitedly, "Mr. Burch, do you have anything you want to say to your fiancée?" With a smile, I turned to Brooke. "I want to thank her. She waited for me for many years, and fortunately, I didn't stay blind forever."