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I grew up as an orphan scavenging for scraps, and ended up marrying Charlie Sinclair, the heir of Kingsford's most powerful family, all because I owned a ton of land. My mother-in-law, Riley Sinclair, thought I was broken, so I handed her the keys to three downtown buildings. When my sister-in-law, Valeria Sinclair, got played by some scumbag, I bought out the man's company and put Valeria in charge as the new CEO. I couldn't make sense of a menu in a foreign language, but everyone still called me the shining star of high society. Everything changed when Luciana Steele, who claimed to be an heiress of her family, returned to the country. She was draped in couture, eyeing me like I was nothing but a pile of garbage. "How could someone reeking of poverty and grime ever be worthy of marrying Charlie?" She waved my junk license in front of Charlie's dad, Pierce Sinclair, and called me out right there. "You've tainted the Sinclair family with your filthy money, turning the hundred-year family into your own trash heap. Mr. Pierce Sinclair, please, kick her out." I clutched my woven sack, asked unsurely, "So, should I let the lease for the land Harmony Medical Center sits on expire next month, then? Pierce is relying on that hospital to stay alive." Luciana's eyes widened in utter disbelief. "What land? Are you insane? The Sinclair family is huge. Why would they lease land from a trash collector like you?" Pierce coughed awkwardly and quietly pulled out the IV from his hand. The other Sinclairs all glanced out the window. After all, the whole villa district they lived in was owned by me.