Novel & Cerita I Remembered I Am Rich

But wait there's more, why does my memory was coming back one by one, I feel my body, and there's a new power inside of me,

"Damn, front row, I'm eating up the firsthand melon of a tycoon revealing his own secrets!" "Do you guys remember that lucky netizen who casually donated $200 and got the latest Garcia watch and jewelry, getting something for nothing? Everyone, go congratulate Mr. Garcia! Don't say I didn't remind you!" "Shit! Almost forgot about that, thanks kind soul, don't forget each other when rich!" "I want to be rich! Don't fight me for it!" "..." "..." "Bros, I've been there, don't go... it's impossible to get in..."

“Are you richer than me now?” I scoffed, a bitter sound ripping from my throat. My chest tightened with the urge to bark back, to remind him that money wasn’t the only form of power, to tell him that If I had once stood taller than him, that I could again, perhaps I am still richer but I do not know what my finances is like right now. I can’t fucking remember! But before I could open my mouth, Christiana cut across my words. “He’s just here to assist me with… the minute.”

“Why didn’t you say something when we met again?” “If I told you I’d forgotten, would you believe me?” Richard was playing a game. I hadn’t yet figured out which chess piece I was. “No. Would you say under oath that you’d forgotten?” “I did remember you, Thena. You are unforgettable.” “That’s bullshit and you know it.” I stood. Shifting forward, he placed his elbows on his knees, acting way too comfortable. As usual, Richard had control of the room. But I wouldn’t let this slide. “What are you playing at, Richard?”

Esther exclaimed in a prolonged tone. Anika smiled in relief when she saw Esther seemed to like it. "Omg, you have these? I think they aren't even out yet!" Esther was blinded by all the luxury goods, some even limited editions and others customized. This is the rich Rich! Anika didn't understand what she said, but she thought it might be a praise. All of the things here are really pretty, even she thought so. "Do you like it?" Anika can't help but ask with a glimmer in her eyes. She was happy she had shown something interesting to her friend.

Talk about this lifetime. I actually like it. I was already born rich with parents heirs to a multibillion company. Money, fame and power at the palm of my hands. Of course, I wasn’t a typical rich kid, but it all became clear to me that I truly wasn’t typical when my memories of the past began to return bit by bit. Now, I believe in reincarnation. But I sometimes wonder if Lianne’s emerald stone had something to do with this twist of fate.

added Isabelle, her tone downcast. “Humph! It serves him right! After all, who told him to keep such a high profile? He thought he could do anything that he wished just because he was rich, but look what ended up happening to him after showing off so much! He’s just a man with a bad fortune!” growled Maia angrily as she remembered her past encounters with him.

Within a few hours, I was officially announced as the missing heiress of the AD Tech empire and Augustus' legacy. That same day, I was made chairwoman of a whole business empire and received congratulations from the board, who were more than happy to accept me, as weird as that sounds. It was just like a dream, but by evening every major TV broadcast in the country had the news. Even major publications had my name plastered on their front pages. From Humiliated Ex-wife To Wealthiest Heiress Overnight. By the time I made my way out of the building, a mob of reporters was already rushing towards me.

That I am the one he chose when he had no more memories. And even if he turned back to her for a moment… He will return. Because he owes me that. And I will know how to remind him. I slowly open my eyes. A pale ray of light slips through the blinds. I sit up slowly in bed. I grimace. No pain. Just the absence. Just that warm, sticky void between my legs, that cruel reminder of what I have lost. Of what I have sacrificed. I could cry. But I do not cry.