The Day I Got Dumped, I Inherited Trillions in Stolen Money

At the recognition banquet hosted by the capital's top wealthy family, I barge in wearing a food-delivery uniform. The guests laugh and blame the security guards for letting me in, while my biological parents look at me coldly, embarrassed by my presence. My brother tosses me a check and tells me to stop pretending to be their beloved daughter, who died years ago. I look down, open my banking app, and chuckle into the microphone: "How about... I transfer a trillion first, just to liven things up?" Suddenly, the whole venue goes dark. A scrolling emergency notice from the central bank lights up the terrified faces of everyone in the room...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.