I'm Trying To Go Broke, So Why Do I Keep Getting Richer?! の小説・ストーリー

He even took away the money that didn't belong to him. Her mother had her own business. Her brother took over that business as well. He was the greediest man I had ever seen in my life. And as far as I knew, he was only bankrupting both companies. He just wanted to have everything so he could continue to gamble and he also got addicted to the drugs.

Lily’s POV I am angry, I am tired, I am a lot of other things, but being broke tops them all. And that's why I am doing this now and sitting in front of my computer. I only need one fifty thousand dollars for now, I can keep working for my college funds. I just need to pass through this phase of my life successfully. Then I can fulfill my own dreams...

But because she would always choose again. Again and again— no matter the outcome, no matter the cost, no matter how many times the world tried to force her into something predictable. --- And that was the truth they had failed to understand from the beginning: You can break a system. You can destroy control. You can even rewrite the rules. But you can never defeat something… That refuses to stop choosing.

She laughed hysterically. “I need money,” she said afterwards. “I need about fifty thousand pounds. Just in case you want to know why I need it, I’m terribly broke and so is Bajie. We can’t stay hungry, can we? I can’t have a rich friend and still live insignificantly.” “You have no right to ask me for money,” I replied. “And fifty thousand pounds? Is that a joke? It’s more than you have ever made in your life.” “I have been making money in the wrong way. That’s why I am still poor. I am a changed person now though. I will make it the right way,” Marie replied confidently.

Because I had nothing to lose. “Too bad.” I forced a smile. “I don't have shit in my name…” His grip on my hair got harder, and I muffled a groan. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” “It means…that I don't have any wealth in my name. I'm literally a poor man. Poor as a damn church rat.” His eyes twitched in confusion. “What?” “You heard me.” “That's impossible,” he seethed. “Don't you dare try messing with me…”

“Are you sure? There’s no return policy.” “Not a problem. I would never get tired of you…” “Even if I grow old and weary?” “You will still be the most handsome man in the world to me.” “What if I go broke?” “You can never go broke,” I laughed, turning to wrap my arms around his neck. “Besides, if you did, I can support us both. I'm a rich woman." He laughed, and I stared in awe at how beautiful he looked. I want to drown in the sea of his smiles forever and ever.

He’s not like me. Financially, he’s way out of my league. People like him end up with people LIKE HIM. The rich kind. Right now, I’m just a struggling nobody. A beautiful broke person if you’d have it. I giggle, finally shaking the laziness off to walk to the window. I unlock the handle and push it out then return to check my food.

"Do you need some warm water to help with your throat." "For someone so rich, you sure act humble." Robyn rolled her eyes. "What do you need?" "Nothing that you can give willingly." Kiara said with a smirk on her face. "Listen Robyn, you seem like a good person, but Beau and you are opposite sides of a coin. Even pieces of different puzzles. So I say this with respect, let him go. I understand him and his needs better than anyone else in the world, it's only a matter of time that he gets bored and come right back to me."

Maybe if I tried to explain the situation. "I had your money. It was all saved up, and I was going to pay you back." I sniffled loudly and wiped away one of the tears with the back of my hand. "But my ex-boyfriend stole it from me. He left and took all my money. I'm completely broke. I'll fix it, I just need more time—" "More time?! Do I look like I'm joking? Do you think I'm some kind of fool?" "Please, I—"