The day the debt collectors came knocking, the whole family burst into tears.
I came out with my abacus in hand. “What are you crying for? Debt is an asset, not a death sentence.”
Before long, the loan sharks were working for me, the owners of the banks were clearing a path for me, and I exposed the Third Prince in the ledgers, getting him confined. They could fight over the throne all they wanted. I’d control the flow of money.
“Who taught you to do all this?”
“Somewhere very far away. The people there call me a… finance drone.”
