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I'd been scrappy since I was a kid, always fighting for what I wanted. When I was five, I threw a fit and told my parents to make sure I'd be their only child. When I was eight, while my mom opened a new branch abroad, my dad brought his illegitimate son home behind her back, hoping to get me to accept him. I dropped the recorded evidence right in my mom's lap, and she caught the next flight home to file for divorce. Since he was the one who cheated and broke the deal, my dad left with nothing and went totally bankrupt. As I grew up, I put self-interest above everything else. I never let emotions get in the way. On the day Sinclair Holdings rang the bell to go public, my executive director and business partner, my fiancé, and my childhood friend—also the face of our brand—all disappeared without a word. It was all because Rachel White, that actress, posted a pic of her finger cut on the beach on her feed. The three of them actually took my private jet together and rushed off to play the hero. I was left standing alone, facing hundreds of reporters' cameras, and became the city's biggest joke. Afterward, my partner had the audacity to say, "Rachel was bleeding in a foreign country. What if she got tetanus? Can you stop being so heartless?" My fiancé just frowned and brushed it off. "It's just the IPO, no big deal. We'll have plenty more chances. I'll go with you next time, okay?" My childhood friend put on a fake smile and tried to comfort me. "I'll have my agent knock 20% off your endorsement fee and throw in a free endorsement. Smile more, and happiness will find you." I stared at the three idiots in front of me, calmly closed the ownership papers in my hand, and said coldly, "Consider this official notice from the sole owner of Sinclair Holdings. You're over. "Since you love babysitting that loser so much, why don't you crawl into the sewer and rot with her, you disgusting rats!"