They called my family's gift the "Midas touch," uncanny luck ensuring prosperity for those in our orbit.
Julian Thorne, from a lineage cursed with men dying before thirty, desperately needed it for his survival.
His mother, Victoria, proposed a lucrative partnership to save her son.
In my first life, I accepted, pouring my essence into his success, helping him defy fate, celebrating his 30th birthday.
But he paraded his new love, Isabelle, and publicly denounced me as a fraud, shattering my reputation.
My assets frozen, my name disgraced, everything I had vanished by morning.

 
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