A Lady's Guide To Fortune Hunting Novels & Stories

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I came from a family of witches. When we came of age, every woman in our line awakened a gift. I could siphon my husband's luck through marriage. The rule was simple. After we married, each time he betrayed me, the universe paid compensation. A portion of his fortune slipped away from him and into my hands. Outside the window, bright fireworks filled the sky. They burst and stitched themselves into a name. Kimberly Swan was his mistress. When I did not explode the way people expected, Jasper Prescott grew even more entitled.

The only catch was that she had pinned the blame for every vile thing she had done onto me, the victim, instead. Winona had always been the one who loved stealing things. She was the one who had stolen someone else's husband. In the beginning, the one Mom had planned to marry off to Kenneth in exchange for money was me. He had the money and the looks. To be fair, he was nothing like those typical rich old men. Aside from being 20 years older than me, no one had anything bad to say about Kenneth.

The house and the money were gone. Now she could only make a living by scavenging. She saw my brand-new Cayenne, her mother glowing with health, my gentle and beautiful wife, and that adorable child. Her gaze froze instantly. What was that look that I saw in her eyes? Envy, jealousy, regret, despair… It was a bit of everything. Instinctively, she tried to hide, to escape this scene that filled her with shame. However, in her panic, she tripped over a stone by the roadside.

"I'm not here to make fun of you. I'm here to give you something special." Samuel opened the box in confusion. The diamond inside was so large and dazzling that it practically blinded him. "I-Is this a real diamond?" I spoke casually. "This necklace was blessed by a renowned spiritual medium. It's said to possess a special power. Wear it continuously for three days, and your deepest wish will come true." Samuel's eyes lit up instantly. "Really? If I wear it for three days, I'll turn into a woman?" "More effective than surgery," I replied calmly. "You won't become a teenage girl, though. More like a woman in her thirties—beautiful, sophisticated, and absolutely stunning."

The first ring, second ring, nothing. "Oh, Lord!" I exclaimed and sank onto the grass carpet on the verandah. I looked up at Ray who was deeply engrossed in taking in the rest of his surroundings. "But I put the key in there and I haven't even opened the purse since I left the house" I murmured to myself. I picked up the phone again to ring Catherine and she picked up this time. "Hey you, someone's getting laid right here." She shouted over the phone. She was drunk, typical Catherine.

she said " what are you trying to do lite the candle" she asked " noo.... emmm what is this" I asked as I picked up a diamond like stone in her bag "oh! emmm... damon gave it to me.. or should I say he was going to give it to me, all i know is in whatsoever way or in anyway its mine now" clara said " it's ugly" I said " give it to me" she said dragging it from my hands.

Charlotte wondered if that was a theme Mia had missed. She stood on her feet, ready to go and 'socialize'. She looked around discreetly for a target. She found one; a blond lady, probably in her early forties, in a knee-length white dress with a chic pair of heels and a pouch in hand. Charlotte immediately approached her before anyone else did. "Hi, I'm Charlotte." Charlotte said with a polite smile, extending her hand to the lady. "Charlotte who?" The lady said with a equally polite smile. Charlotte didn't falter

If it weren't for that lucky country doctor coming back, she wouldn't have ended up where she is now, the position of the Miss Cromwell family would have been hers long ago. However, since the last incident, Abby realized something - the best way to get good fortune is not just by manipulating people around you. Such good fortune is limited, the more others believe in her and like her through the platform, the easier she can harvest good fortune. After Abby discovered this, she became really interested in the show "Step into the US". Other people might hesitate, but when it comes to cultural relics, who knows them better than her? Her teacher is a master of cultural relics.