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One day, I suddenly woke up inside a novel just in time to see the heroine, Vera Lynch, throw a wad of cash straight at Glen Griffin's face. She said, "Glen, can you stop bothering me? I told you, I would never sell myself for money." Bills were scattered across the floor, as if mocking his pathetic sincerity. I walked over, ignored their stunned stares, and started picking up the money. Then I walked up to Glen, handed him the neatly stacked cash, and looked straight at his downcast face with all the sincerity I could muster. I said, "How about giving me a chance? I'm pretty, and I've got a great temper." I paused, then added the most crucial part, "Most importantly, I know exactly how to be the perfect kept woman." Glen glanced at me, then over at Vera. Vera's eyes flashed with anger as she sneered. "A gold digger and a spoiled rich heir? What a perfect match." I nodded. Yeah, she was absolutely right.